Lotes, Dave - Mid Summer Night lyrics

Trill, Coinz, Alone with my thoughts
This one's Dave, you might've
Seen his Blackbox, check him out
Lets go

First year of college my niggas on it
The women poppin'
I'm feeling lively, the drink's inside me
I'm sipping orange
I'm at a party, I see a Barbie
I'm moving swiftly
I turn to Jussy you see that nigga
He's moving shifty
He turns to Rappy, and we laugh a bit
We're laughing about how hard he is
And live is what this party is
This music's so loud and Bish says
"there's no loud"
And Rappy says "I got that"
But my man in the back he says
"I've got AM and I've got cheese from


Now understand that I am the streets
And I'll tax the streets whatever I say
And look in my pouch"
He started looking around
I took a look in the pouch
And saw a Smith & Wesson
I started looking around then I
Saw less and less of
My niggas around, I just see figures around
Some foreign niggas around so
Dead sitting around
Rappy, can we cut? This nigga's one-nil up
He says
"hurry up" and then he points it at me
I'm like see fuck this, come, we cut quick
We've been outnumbered plus we ain't armed
So we left the party in a hurry
RJ's like fuck this, and he's going mental
And Rappy's like
"fuck this can we find a metal"
And I ain't even talking much
You see that nigga on the right
Of the nigga moving slight
It's the nigga I don't like
But Imma fix it soon
There was a nigga with a knife
And a nigga with a nine
And all these niggas moving white
We gotta fix it soon they put a gun up to my
Friends talking 'bout taxing the ends
I know we lost the skengs
But Imma fix it soon
Dialled MC, blud I need a favour
He's talking reckless on the phone
I said save that shit for later
Run up in the party, where's the paper?
Run up in the party, slapped
A Barbie tryna stop me, see you later
Run up in the party, fuck the neighbours
Run up in the party, in the
Toilets nigga's tryna catch some brain, aw
Run up in the toilet with no heat on me
This nigga's pulling for his pouch like
He gon' beat on me
Until M came around and took the strap away
And Jussy sweeped that fuckboy to
His feet for me i blacked out for a minute
A flurry of punches they come in
Abundance his tires are pumped
This niggas winded
I turned the Smithy around and
Now I'm sitting him down
Gave him a kick in the mouth
And now this nigga's injured
M took that gun and I closed my eyes
'Cause M he came for an M
And we don't need life
This is all in a second saw his eyes light up
Time slowed down I felt my hands tie up
Fight or flight trigger 'cause I'm shook
Of what he could do
He could either jook or cook you
Time's still frozen every nigga's stood still
M tryna bang I see the safety clip drop
It's safe to say my lip dropped
I'm tryna scream "M no"
But the words won't go if he bangs we all go
I know this nigga's loco
But this nigga must know this is
A murder case we don't need
Over a skeng and some weed so
I tried to grab him but he bursts first
I speared him to the floor but it
Was too late the mood changed
I heard screams in the back
Like fiends on the crack
I heard screams in the back
I'm looking at this nigga thinkin'
Can I save him? He's lying in the bath and
I know he's a paigon
But 25 to life that is the longest statement
I'm checking for the wound
I don't see lacerations
I don't see blood, don't see none MC's up
He said "It backfired" say God knows
And then we drag him to the floor
Like you're not banging anymore
That was a sign from the lord
We heard police sirens
We started ducking, every nigga's cutting
Don't get nicked we kept on running
Every nigga's hopping fences bruv
We kept on sprinting
The dogs are chasing I hear the barking
The dogs are breathing on my calves
And if they bite I'm tarnished
It's every man for himself when
It's dogs or feds and there was both and now
My nigga's on the ropes
And every nigga better hope that we get away
We had our arms on our arms
Using arms for the getaway
Rapz is struggling to get away
He's bleeding from his leg
He was limping he was setting pace
The mandem they hold the flat door open
Saying "Get in hold the dogs out
Then cut after we close it"
Rappy's falling to the floor frozen
I pick my nigga up by the arms we
Make it in and now we're rolling
The dogs are at the door
Barking waiting for the jakes
By the time they come we turnt
To dust we turning up
Got Rappy to the clinic he'll be fine
Got MC a new phone we done lost another line
Guns, drugs, women, paigons and the knives
All in the Vale on a mid summer's night