How Could I Know?

How could I know how the summers go?
Been down low, what have I got to show?
How could I know how the summers go?
Been down low, what have I got to show?
See lightning’s gold
Bitch, I don’t smoke
Pour up a four
Or I do it on my own (or I do it on my)
Your niggas, they said they was killin' me
I knew that they wasn’t as big as me
I don’t think I need no more enemies
My bro got a clip on a fifty piece
These nigga don’t want no more smoke
I know they don’t
She want my dick in her throat
She want my dick and the dope
I’m givin' 'em bars like a penitentiary
I just told my bitch that I’m sorry
For fuckin' with all of these thotties
She know that these bitches is sloppy
And do anything for the cloudy
I pass on 'em bitches who want it
And told 'em I’m done with the creep life
I pick up your bitch on a street bike
I’m the one that your nigga should be like (yeah)
Oh, bitches was acting so phony
They didn’t want me
Got me some clout, now they owe me (yeah)
I’m blockin' these niggas
Nobody can scorn
That pussy, bitch, all like the gun (oh, yeah)
Oh, bitch, don’t I flick and I don’t got a Rari?
She said she hate me, I feel like I’m John (oh, yeah)
I don’t give a fuck about niggas that know me
They just gon' follow my shit to be nosey, lord
How could I know how the summers go?
Been down low, what have I got to show?
See the lightnin' when it strikes
I’m getting more used to the light
I’m staying up at night
And I hope I’m doing somethin' right
Fight some more with the lights low
Don’t ignore what you don’t know
I’m not sure if I’m gonna show
I could soar but I’m solo
I’m getting caught up in my history
And I’m losing every piece of me
Gettin' sucked into the bottle
And I’m losing every motto that I put up in the first place (first place)
Speedin' up, I grab the throttle
And if you think that we lost 'em then we finally have some space