DL INCOGNITO - 90 Degrees lyrics

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[Intro:]

"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

The 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 shitty place, but I'm glad I'm breathing

For those months

Niggaz smoke trees and get drunk

Just add a Heineken, and a Crunch to my lunch nigga

My windows down

My system pounds

The bassline'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

[Verse 2:]

Relax and groove

We move in crews

The summer is the time for the BBQ's nigga

The kicks are new

The threads are to

Just chilling downtown like my peoples all do

I'm in my prime, I'm just trying to come up

Not a care in the world, not giving a fuck

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 niggaz always down for cause

plus down with y'all

Fallow like the wizard of OZ

[Chorus]

[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

Yo GPS son will help me steer

I got a hook up, connected like chain mail

So before I hit the block my shit 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]

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?