When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.

When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.

Dear Summer
I know you gon' miss me
'Fore we been together like Nike Airs and Crisp Tees
S Dots with Polo fleeces
Purple label [bad word] with the logo secret
Gimme couple years [bad word] I might just sneak in
couple words in like peaches 'n' herb
We be reunited and it feels so hood
While the whole world saying how you still so good
Well I do this in my slumber Summer
I ain't none of these half [bad word] [bad word] You know how I do Summer
I drop heat while you bring da sun up
 [bad word] make niggaz act up I'll pick a gunner
Niggaz back up they know I'm not no fronter
I don't talk [bad word] I just flip it un' ya
Sorry Lance I'm just tryna advance my quotes
I ain't makin' you the butt of my jokes
Well let's not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved
Think he needs some time away
They say if you love it, then you should let it out its cage
And [bad word] it [bad word] back you know its there to stay
It's tuggin', at my heart but this time apart is needed
From the public dat shouldn't gave me the public
Instead they game me they [bad word] to kiss
But you know me thuggin' 'til da casket dense
Still shine light down on all my peers
I know they where
Some [bad word] I still want them to share
And all the success I receive
I know you can't believe
I still love 'em but they don't love me
They like the [bad word] uncle in ya family
You know they lame, you feel ashamed
But you love 'em the same
It's like when niggaz make subliminal records
If it ain't the directed directly at me"I don't respect it"
You don't really want it with HOV
For the record, I put a couple careers on hold
You could be next kid
Keep entering the danger zone
Gon' make that boy HOV put ya name in a song
If you dat hungry for fame [bad word] c'mon
Same win, take 10 pages and sand it
But on another note
'Bout to take another Vaca'
On another boat
 [bad word] a [bad word] wrote his way out the hood
And I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a [bad word] could
Try to play like Suge
Then I gotta play like dutch shush
You pass the dutchy I'll blast you [bad word] me
Niggaz can't [bad word] wit' me
I'm in a good mood
I got a good groove
And I ain't tryna [bad word] my finger
But I will lay down a couple green bucks get you cleaned up
Naw I'm Pulp-Fiction, coke 4-5thin'
Young niggaz dat blast at me, no religion

Listen hear Summer baby
I just believe it's the right thing to do
I got a brand-new [bad word] corporate America
they showin' me a lotta action right now
And I know you put me on my feet and all but
I mean, it's time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby
You gotta let me go

I'm done for now, so one for now
Possibly forever we had fun together
But like all good things, we [bad word] to an end
Please show the same love to my friends
Dear Summer

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