Gone For The Summer - Fabolous, A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

It’s Jaye R

Gone for the summer, I

You really buggin' out

Gone for the summer, I

Gone for the summer, yeah

Gone for the summer

Gone for the summer, gone for the summer, yeah

Gone for the summer, I

Spent over a hunnid thousand

You really buggin' out

Thinkin' I can’t be without you

Gone for the summer now

Came back with two hunnid thousand

Shootouts in the summertime

I was really around it

Gone for the summer, I

Spent over a hunnid thousand

You really buggin' out

Thinkin' I can’t be without you

Gone for the summer now

I came back with two hunnid thousand

Shootouts in the summertime

I was really around it

I never brag how real I keep it

That’s my best secret

Nowadays they’ll prolly leak it

Just because you peep it, that don’t mean you gotta speak it

They say the ones who creep is comin' when you at your weakest

I think I heard that on «Goodfellas»

You make it out, now the hood jealous

Stay on your toes like a foot fetish

We go back to bacon, egg and cheeses at the hood deli

And when I did the butter rolls I never put jelly

No jealousy over no bread, yeah

Hope that ain’t go over your head

That’s word to Casanova, birds be gassed up over

You askin' where they from, they actin' like you ask them over

See, hoes think we all tryna bend their asses over

But if the shoe fits, wear it with your Fashion Nova

Look, once you corny then you stay corny

And once it’s fuck you, I’ma stay horny

Gone (Gone)

Gone for the summer, I

Spent over a hunnid thousand

You really buggin' out

Thinkin' I can’t be without you

Gone for the summer now

Came back with two hunnid thousand

Shootouts in the summertime

I was really around it

Gone for the summer, I

Spent over a hunnid thousand

You really buggin' out

Thinkin' I can’t be without you

Gone for the summer now

I came back with two hunnid thousand

Shootouts in the summertime

I was really around it

Let’s keep it a hunnid, even Benjamin got a big head

Money changes small faces into big heads

We was doin' smalls 'til we got big bread

Two words, «I'm gone» like Big said

Everybody got a story to tell

And everybody on this Earth is one story from Hell

One story from Heaven, another story from reverends

Always gone too soon, put the story together

Put the A to the K, put the 4 to the 7

For the bread get blown out of your Jordan 11's

Good times becomin' a new story or seven

Then it’s damn, damn, damn, Florida Evans

You just say what you did, so your story alleged

20 years I did it, so my story is legend

Don’t want no beef, all your stories is veggie

Heard 'bout my shooters, all the stories is Reggie

Miller

Gone for the summer, I

(NY Killer)

Spent over a hunnid thousand

You really buggin' out

Thinkin' I can’t be without you

Gone for the summer now

Came back with two hunnid thousand

Shootouts in the summertime

I was really around it

Gone for the summer, I

Spent over a hunnid thousand

You really buggin' out

Thinkin' I can’t be without you

Gone for the summer now

I came back with two hunnid thousand

Shootouts in the summertime

I was really around it

Yo this might’ve been my coldest summer ever

Sometime you feel cold even in the summer weather

Sometime the dumb shit will make you come with something clever

Sometime it gotta fall apart just to come together

Life get puzzlin' but I made the pieces fit

Try to pull my card but I made them pieces hit

Never let you assholes make me a piece of shit

Could’ve went to war but I made my peace with it

Watch out who you pizza with

'Cause everybody want a slice of the pie

But they won’t sacrifice for this fly

Told niggas life’s a gamble, gotta roll the dice 'til you die

And it cost to be the boss, guess the price was too high

They ain’t pay attention (Paid attention)

Teams break up over player tension

You ain’t ready, gotta play the bench then

VP’s are playin' drenched in

Ice water bath, jeweler put my name in script, that’s a ice autograph, nigga

Cold summer with the pristine boys

And that black and orange ride, fright fest thing boy

Richard Millie rose gold on my left wing, boy

Plain Jane ain’t the flex, I’m investing, boy

Gotta switch it up, on to the next thing, boy

You wearing throwbacks, that’s Mitchell & Ness thing, boy

Lookin' like you wouldn’t pass a diamond test thing, boy

That shit fake in your ring, fuck you wrestling, boy?

(Wrestling, boy)

You gotta take it in blood

And that’s just how you feel when you make it from mud, my nigga

Objections you could take to the judge

I’m a grinder, not the one that break up the buzz, my nigga

If you steal me, you gotta kill me

Any real G gotta feel me

See the chill me, that’s the real me

But when you force my hand I’ma play the cards you deal me

Then I’m gone for the summer (Summer)

Then I’m gone for the summer (Summer)

I’m gone for the summer (Summer)