One Summer - M Huncho

One phone, one line all summer

One take on life, can’t fuck up

One take on life, can’t fuck up

This that Michael Owen, '96 'til '02

Gettin' packs for a mission for a '42

They just dog food, I be soul food, ah

And this is way before I sold food

Bitches fuckin' up my whole mood

Tellin' me I’m so rude

I tell 'em I ain’t regular

Tell 'em I’m a cold dude

You don’t get far in life bein' nice

'Cause if people, yeah, they feeble, yeah, they evil

Didn’t want a real come up

Trappin' 'til it’s sun up

Lappy with a copper

Never home for supper

Mist in the every days

Been like four summers

Balenciaga runners

Still I do the run up

I watch real jiggers make it, then they plummet

We have meetings with the bruddas like a summit

They lookin' for attention, bro, just burnin'

We got a lot to lose, I’m consistent with the hunnids

Breakin' 'em without the tears

Breakin' bread with all my peers

Panicked couple times but you know, it’s only God I fear

'Cause I bleed like you, bleed

Only I’m in seventh gear

I got Calvins on my underwar

No, literally, I got that Calvin in my underwear

And they shifty, you know, I don’t get no funds to scare

Officers askin' if I got the gear

Sorry constable, I got difficulties, I can’t hear

And the cloth they made me from, yeah, it’s kinda rare

And the cloth they made me from, yeah, it’s kinda rare

Uh, and it’s kinda rare

Uh, oh yeha, and it’s kinda rare

One phone, one line all summer

One take on life, can’t fuck up

I bone one night, no hug ups

I take this cash, all one up

One phone, one line all summer

One take on life, can’t fuck up

I bone one night, no hug ups

I take this cash, all one up

I don’t really care about postcodes

Ask RB, I get them packs sold

Any size, I bag those

Any time my back closed

Life so private, I ain’t got a brag

'Cause braggin' what they always do

Contemplatin' on the half a food

Should I shot it?

Should I stop it?

And this shot is for a fashion nigga, points to prove

Now we ain’t got points to lose

Just reuse in this life of sin

Little jiggers runnin' 'round puttin' knife to skin

Goin' school up in the mornin', readin' my surrender

Grab the re and get the price on them

Comin' to the table, bring a slice, my friend

And they do it for the net, yeah, they want a trend

And I do it for the, I got guap to spend

All these headers really made us all from boys to men

Yeah, boys to men

We ain’t talkin' boybands

Hit him in his vehicle, joy hands

I know acts that do it point-blank

We’re all just little fishes in this whole tank

But me, I’m a lion in this jungle

Ah, Huncho, yeah, I gotta eat

Ah, and my brothers, yeah, they lions too

They claimin' that they know me, but they envy me

One phone, one line all summer

One take on life, can’t fuck up

I bone one night, no hug ups

I take this cash, all one up

One phone, one line all summer

One take on life, can’t fuck up

I bone one night, no hug ups

I take this cash, all one up

All this losing sight shit, that’s bullshit

Mans winnin' out here