Endless Summer lyrics

Leader of the new school like Slick Rick the Ruler

Should've went to Harvard like Yara, could school ya

So mundane when I'm off the medulla

The fuck top five, my nigga, who's cooler?

Cryin' on the plane, young boy going through it

Dollars lose trace, got a thing in St Louis

I'm just tryna make a name in the music

I'm driving down the street and all the pretty girls lose it (Jaden)

Once upon a time I was the coolest

Valentine's Day just came, got her tulips

Now I'm on the PCH cruisin'

If you ain't with the tie dye, well, you better move it

They wonder how I do it, how I do it

You can see me talking to the ocean, man, I'm fluent

And it's fluid, ha, yeah, that's true shit

And I got more waves than a cruise ship

I wish I could give you this feeling (I got Calabasas going stupid)

This feeling, this feeling

I wish I could give you this feeling

This feeling, this feeling

Look, no gravity, wavy baby, the ICON

So happily spittin' verses long as a python

You can't understand the heights that my kite's on

Cleaning out your lyrics with Lysol

This is like Fight Club for the written word

Spit a poem in reverse

You probably couldn't spit a verse

Yeah, you did it, but I did it first

If I'm looking for a copycat, I never gotta search

It's right here, man, I can make the pain disappear from your nightmares

Still inside the dreams when I cry tears

Light years away from the earth, said I'm flying the highest sphere

Criteria's too serious

I told you niggas, the flow is grown delirious

Flow pyramid, the space is water erosion

With no ocean, I swear your mind is a slow pokin'

I'm not jokin'

And if the hook wasn't comin' I'd be still going

I wish I could give you this feeling

This feeling, this feeling

I wish I could give you this feeling

This feeling, this feeling

Ooh, the Hills can't hold me

I sip slow, your window hit with rocks I'm throwing

I swear I'll ring your doorbell, girl, your mama knows me

But I'll probably just go walk home all alone and feel the pain

I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feeds my needs

A young sophisticated one, only queens can see, it bleeds with ease

Into a nice evening, Shangri-La, nirvana, heaven rest between her knees

I need to see, need my wings, I needs to eat

I need completed pictures, memories

Is fading, aww babe, you know I'm crazy

In the time of summer haze

I know a lot of figures checking

'Cause they need the king

Know a lot of niggas testing

But believe in me

More weight than yor every flow

When you sneeze, you geeze

So please believe you rolling with some G's, Louise

Like to let it all burn like ebonies

And give a speech on my Martin Luther

Lose a tooth inside the booth

And you know we only spittin' the truth

And the gold vision, you living proof

Ayy, what up?