KA - Summer lyrics

[Hook] Is this gon be the summer they come for me? Guns upon me, tryna put food in my young tummy Is this gon be the summer the cops get me Shots rip me, tryna push whips off lots quickly? Is this gon be the summer they come for me? Guns upon me, tryna put food in my young tummy Is this gon be the summer the cops get me Shots rip me, tryna push whips off lots swiftly? [Verse 1] Dope plots, sold rocks, hold down whole spot Go cop products slide em in front of stove top Primetime, One shot show stop Enemies come finally, it's no shot They blasting goons late afternoon for a road block Started clapping my lil man, was unwrapping his Blow pop Shot in the face never got the taste of Sour Apple Strays from the trays put him down like a power tackle Mom's unaware, son is aired in front the stairs n***as walked and they seen me, now they running scared Could happen any given day that's why I come prepared It's a jungle of concrete, we running on scarred feet n***as dumping and pumping and jumping the don's seat Most fall short, caught in a hard sweep After prayer I sit quiet trying listen to God speak We all his children why I'm feeling like a dark sheep? For singles, we out here back biting Some entry-level positions some pack lightning I did it all, from ball, crack, to rap writing I played for the school of hard knocks and got a fat stipend [Hook] Is this gon be the summer they come for me? Guns upon me, tryna put food in my young tummy Is this gon be the summer the cops get me? Shots rip me, tryna push whips off lots swiftly Is this gon be the summer they come for me? Guns upon me, tryna put food in my young tummy Is this gon be the summer the cops get me Shots rip me, tryna push whips off lots swiftly? [Verse 2] For that dollar dollar bill, f** who in power moving powder who I gotta k**? You stupid fam, or Superman if you ain't gotta shield They speculate you blessed with weight, that you in powders field King's bounty in King's County, you ain't gotta kneel Brooklyn owner's juxin homes so you decide to steal Chamber's aiming full of pain that you ain't tryna feel Hard as felt, f** the cards I'm dealt, I'm out here tryna deal Roam wicked, write my own ticket, when the sign's sealed Chrome mallet, cold palate it's the 9mm It's decent though, I keep it low, I'm getting my chill Discreet talking, keep walking if you ain't tryna build Indeed emphatic, need to have it, I'm in my prime still Illicit path, just for cash, will it last I can't tell, I know that time will [Hook] Is this gon be the summer they come for me? Guns upon me, tryna put food in my young tummy Is this gon be the summer the cops get me? Shots rip me, tryna push whips off lots swiftly [Outro] I don't know man. I'm just doing, I'm just doing my everyday thing man. My 1-2. Living. Word