DL Incognito - 90 Degrees lyrics

Check it out y'all The Sun is out man, it's hot as hell, summertime summertime shine, summertime rhyme, enjoy yourselves (Verse 1) Sorry I'm leaving I'll be back from tour I'm everywhere now like a corner store I've pulled myself up from the concrete floor I knocked on the door But ain't nobody answer yet Can't dwell on that For summer is here My horoscope said it's gonna be great year It's going be lots of cookouts and lots of beers A whole lot of shows, a whole lot of cheers It's my preferred season For mad reasons the world's sh**ty place, but I'm glad I'm breathing For those months n***as smoke trees and get drunk Just add a Heineken, and a Crunch to my lunch n***a My windows down My system pounds The ba**line's strong enough to shake the ground The sound is adored the young people It's so lethal Forever things change like the Beatles but... (Chorus) It's like 90 degrees, it's the start of my day I'm trying to find a tree, I'm trying to find shades I'm trying use me time in a productive way I'm trying to get money, I'm trying to get paid (x2) (Verse 2) Relax and groove We move in crews The summer is the time for the BBQ's n***a The kicks are new The threads are to Just chilling downtown like my people all do I'm in my prime, I'm just trying to come up Not a care in the world, not giving a f** It's all day everyday Girls around the way Got too many to choose from it's prime real-estate So we play the field for real And press our luck Sometimes we get stuck But we never give up Cuz it's the thrill of the hunt that keep us moving And a one stand is just an illusion The night, life is better, with warm weather She got a Jetta Plus a friend that look a lot better I got a team n***as always down for cause plus down with y'all Fallow like the wizard of OZ (Chorus)(x2) (Verse 3) The sun is out so we hand wash rides Got no more drama like Mary J Blige Got no time to waste indoor or inside Skateboards, mountain bikes, never on-line Got a new car with leather air Still not from the year need GPS son will help me steer I got a hook up, connected like chain mail So before I hit the block my sh** get detailed Get It waxed, vacuumed buffed and cleaned For now a 4.6 is out of my reach I know my music ain't lifeless One on the nicest I keep rising like gasoline prices My stress levels at an all time low I know Things can't stay beautiful But for now captivated like a love potion It's the summertime, just trapped in the moment (Chorus)(x3) I'm trying to get brain I'm trying to get laid I'm trying to get on stage I'm trying to get everything, you think that's strange? Summertime!