Grey for Summer - Black Milk

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Play a cause, take a loss

This a product of those Detroit summers

Rain clouds in the sky, several in the

Shake 'em off, shake 'em off

Make a win, take a loss

This is a product of that smoke till it’s ashes

Stole liquor, pour it in a cup that’s plastic

Pass that, take a drag

Homies takin' sips outta brown paper bag

Summer time fire hydrant on blast

100 degrees in the shade, make 'em go crazy

Pull out the thing, go blast

Homies on the front lawn standing on the grass

Tell lies 'bout chicks they never had

Laughs, 4th of July like

don’t pay her no mind like laughs

Won’t end?

Put a 10's on it

My little dawg got some ends on 'em

Now he wanna buy the cudi with that rims on 'em

War stories, tellin' old jokes

Uncle Sam’s son, this is for the grown folks

Tell ya mom, get the grill time to start a flame

Cigarettes, red cups in the card game

Deal a hand, hearing Al Green playing in the background

Afterwards, hit the mall

Girls walkin' 'round short-shorts with they legs out

Tryna spot one, nails done with they head down

Backdrop, take a photo

In the mall, spending money on the newest logo

That’s when the homie stood out the store though

Tryna sell parties for the low-low, the low though

Now the sun goes down, what it be like?

Outside of your block, no street lights

No life on the moon and the stars though

Hit me latter, do the same thing tomorrow