1: rollin’ late Sunday night (Yeah)Take 'bout ten thou'

I really that much to handle?Breakin' these n***as down

got my heart working overtimeYou got my mind going crazyEither

face, new feel, I know the drillYou got a girl

London On Da Got London On Da TrackBoy I

Can we make black love or sumnWanna get you under coversGirl

shit feel like a circusRunnin' around, chasin' you downI'm

in your lane, know you like fast lanesRed and

just wanna stay focused but with your body next

hate that we didn't make it to foreverProbably ain't

Thinking of meTake no moreI just might be a hoeYeah, swear,

Summer got, you, you got potentialYou got, you, you

yeah, yeahOh, oh, oh(Murda on the beat so it's

should've known betterCouldn't even explain after everything you didYou have

outta A Boogie wit da Hoodie with Ella

Honestly I tryna be awokingTrying to stay positive I'm focasedAye don't

seule chose qui te sauve (Oh-oh)C'est le cœur d'une femmeOuaisLa

Summer 1: Summer I'm tryin' to stay focusedYou

me my penIma write inAll of those things that I

lost in translationI'm honestly runnin' out of patienceCommunication just