Summer Chill

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Tinted shades on, city heat in my lane,

Hand on the vibe, let the speakers explain,

All day posted where the sunlight hits,

Time drips slow, like the ice when it splits.

Bassline sliding, rooftop view,

Every step syncs with the crew roll-through,

Air full of smoke and the scent of the street,

Tracks keep bouncing, got the night on repeat.

In these hours, no rush, no plan,

Summer stay golden, just take what you can.

Steady on the block with the heat turned high,

On these beats, let the moment fly,

Midday chillin’, midnight glow,

In this tempo, let the city flow,

Drill-style rhythm, but the pace stays slow.

Wave on the corner with the squad in the shade,

Hot air thick but the memories fade,

A soda can pop, got the fizz in my hand,

Top down rides paint the night on the sand.

All these lights hum soft in the street,

Windows open, let the basslines meet,

A vibe like this ain’t meant to erase,

Steady two-step, every move in place,

These moments stack like a tape we press,

Every bar locked in, nothing less.

On the rooftop, the glow feels endless,

Flow with the night, the block stays restless

Catch that spark in the city haze,

Rhythm keeps us in a summer daze,

Every laugh stamped like a tag on the wall,

Drums keep sliding, we don’t stall,

In the cut, no stress, no debts, (ah-ha!)

This heat lingers when the sun resets,

Summer forever when the beat connects.