Summer '25

That summer feeling

That summer feeling

These are the real Sopranos

That summer feeling is gonna haunt you for the rest of your life

Griselda

And then that summer feeling will come and haunt you

Cause that summer feeling shall haunt you the rest of your life

Yo it's summer 25 already

Look how quick a year passed

The thunder wanted chip

The whole la smell like tear gas

Connect still tapping in

I told him I'm retired still

He said you gonna regret it like Zion regret Maria Mills

Spent last summer broke but now we up

We gotta give them his

Cuz last year was y'all turn

But this summer y'all stick up kids

Bundy had a daughter

Beat back home from that prison bed

The streets need a Griselda album

Shit I need a bigger crib

But once i left the streets

I watched the sunset in Greece come back

To visit Shay's gravesite tell bro rest in peace

I got seniority with the plug

He said there's one left for me

My own boss so i could drop a tape when one just released

The independent hustle yeah

I came up eating off the back end

With better jewels and longer runs than rappers who want platinum

It's summertime butch deuce

I had to make an annual

And a pot scraping granules

That's how i made it tangible

I'm Montana Ave Butch

I'm literally from trap heaven

Y'all **** chit chat reckless and basically that's telling

Can't compare me to no new rappers

They gotta be past legends

She asked for dough before i fuck

But basically that's begging

I'm in every state cuz you can say that i'm a travel hustler

Seen them try to do what Butch did and don't last a summer

They 17 a joint we break the whip down and wrap them under

That price go where i'll go

Just like Davante Adams number

I'll buy a palette from you

Just write down that magic number

It's so good for so long that they don't think I had a hunger

Ain't adding up i chew through shit

Which rapper i'm gonna have for supper

Depending what your watch cost

A braw unfastened for you

They want to see my status plummet

Probably say i had it coming

Meanwhile i'm grinding stacking hundreds flying packing luggage ah

There ain't no clouds and it's 90 outside

That means it's grimy outside

But fuck it you can still find me outside

Summer 25