Wiser Observer - Summertime lyrics
[Wiser Observer - Summertime lyrics]
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime, summertime, summertime rock
Summertime, summertime, summertime lock
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here man this heat so crazy
Summertime's here and I got no baby
I got too lazy nevеr put the work in
Jar lid on emotions like I picklеd gherkins
No self-pity 'cause I know that I deserve it
Liquid leak the surface pour up on the beach
Sun's burning hot
But it's always out of reach
Nice guy songs I don't practice what I preach
No class at all been depressed all week
I just want to be outside
Look up at the sky and shit
Never want to be a liar
All it is to being a man and shit
What a life suicide thoughts come alive
Twenty-four seven hotline called three times
Three times, declined what a life
Meeme my feet hurt
It's getting hard to keep going
I call you up to hear you speak first
Your voice my favourite song
Prayers on the phone racing demons on my own
You always cheer me on
I've got to reach the finish line
That's just how you grow
Don't repeat mistakes
Be honest that's how you glow
That's how you know
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime, summertime, summertime rock
Summertime, summertime, summertime lock
Summertime's here (yah yah)
I'm way more comfortable with crying
I've got more comfortable with time
Stopped lying saying that I'm fine
I've lost my way with the grind
Still hooked, still drink all the time
But it's much less
Made a conscious effort so
I quite these cigarettes
Doing my best, less stress
Less black tar sitting in my chest
Sometimes feel blessed
Got good health, good friends, goodness
Man I miss my boy, Taona
Man I love that dude to death
Hype man, high-five, post calls impressed
Let's get cheques fuck box wine
Tired of that sweet stuff fogs my mind
I write when the beat tough
I want to push clean stuff
Something for my mother
She don't like it when me cuss
That's a rap dilemma
She don't like the mean stuff
She says love each other
Mother knows better (betta)
Mother know weather
She can see the rain before it gets here
Mother know whether I got good friends or not
I will speak to mother if I tie that knot
Don't believe in marriage
But know God call shots
Don't believe in destiny
But life still shocks life still knocks
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime, summertime, summertime rock
Summertime, summertime, summertime lock
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime, summertime, summertime rock
Summertime, summertime, summertime lock
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here man this heat so crazy
Summertime's here and I got no baby
I got too lazy nevеr put the work in
Jar lid on emotions like I picklеd gherkins
No self-pity 'cause I know that I deserve it
Liquid leak the surface pour up on the beach
Sun's burning hot
But it's always out of reach
Nice guy songs I don't practice what I preach
No class at all been depressed all week
I just want to be outside
Look up at the sky and shit
Never want to be a liar
All it is to being a man and shit
What a life suicide thoughts come alive
Twenty-four seven hotline called three times
Three times, declined what a life
Meeme my feet hurt
It's getting hard to keep going
I call you up to hear you speak first
Your voice my favourite song
Prayers on the phone racing demons on my own
You always cheer me on
I've got to reach the finish line
That's just how you grow
Don't repeat mistakes
Be honest that's how you glow
That's how you know
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime, summertime, summertime rock
Summertime, summertime, summertime lock
Summertime's here (yah yah)
I'm way more comfortable with crying
I've got more comfortable with time
Stopped lying saying that I'm fine
I've lost my way with the grind
Still hooked, still drink all the time
But it's much less
Made a conscious effort so
I quite these cigarettes
Doing my best, less stress
Less black tar sitting in my chest
Sometimes feel blessed
Got good health, good friends, goodness
Man I miss my boy, Taona
Man I love that dude to death
Hype man, high-five, post calls impressed
Let's get cheques fuck box wine
Tired of that sweet stuff fogs my mind
I write when the beat tough
I want to push clean stuff
Something for my mother
She don't like it when me cuss
That's a rap dilemma
She don't like the mean stuff
She says love each other
Mother knows better (betta)
Mother know weather
She can see the rain before it gets here
Mother know whether I got good friends or not
I will speak to mother if I tie that knot
Don't believe in marriage
But know God call shots
Don't believe in destiny
But life still shocks life still knocks
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime's here (yah yah)
Summertime's here
Summertime, summertime, summertime rock
Summertime, summertime, summertime lock
Summertime's here (yah yah)