heatwave

, run, run, run, you better run, run, run like a demon chasin' you, run, run 'til your face is blue, run, run, run, run, you better run, run, run like a demon chasin' you, run, run 'til your face is blue, run, run, for your momma's sake, run, run, long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer, it's gon' be a heatwave, a long summer, hot summer, our winter's like summer, long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer, it's gon' be a heatwave, a long summer, in our winter, they killin' niggas, see it as you see it in your skin boy, and they clips got the chips boy, they got that heat on they hip, yeah, and they can't wait to let it rip boy, okay, i ain't tryna die on this beautiful day, i couldn't stand the thought of not seeing your beautiful face, so i'ma run like, i've been running the streets right, i mean, run like i just missed the streetlights, i fall flat like i'm trying out for track, 'cause they beat a nigga blue just for loving that he black, my advice is, run like obama 'fore they catch you like osama, better, run like a nose 'fore they catch you like a cold, he got that heater on his hip, yeah, and he evil so he might just let it rip, yeah, and i know how to hold nobody shit, yeah, so why the fuck the cop is on my dick?, yeah, be clear, it's gon' be a long, long summer, tomorrow's never promised and i sometimes really wonder, when they tell me "keep the peace" do they mean click-clack?, i know we're looking forward but i gotta watch my back, run, oh woah, run, run, you, you, you better run, run, ooh, long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer, it's gon' be a heatwave, a long summer, hot summer, our winter's like summer, long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer, it's gon' be a heatwave, a long summer, in our winter, they killin' niggas, he got that heater on his hip, clip that's what this is, he don't shoot to miss, click-clack, click-click, got that heater on his hip, clip that's what this is, he don't shoot to miss, click, clack, he got that heater on his hip, clip that's what this is, we don't shoot to miss, click-clack, click-click, got that heater on his hip, who gonna be crying?, your momma or mine?, your momma or mine?, see it as you see it in your skin boy, and they clips got the chips boy, they got that heat on they hip, yeah, and they can't wait to let it rip boy