Текст песни
Summertime, I feel it going under
You don't have to give me a real number
You, I care about you
Waste away the weekend in your Hummer
Finding words unnecessary slumbers
You, I care about you
Lost in the words
You say you're not cursed
Used to cry when you talk
But you don't even talk no more
I'm on the verge of losing all control of you and me
And me and you
It's a ghost town, it's a smoke town
Used to cry out of pity
Now you don't even love biggie
Only listen to these ditty's
It's summertime in the city
It's summertime in the city
It's summertime in the city
It's summertime in the city
Summertime, I feel it going under
You don't have to give me a real number
You, I care about you
Waste away the weekend in your Hummer
Finding words unnecessary slumbers
You, I care about you
I, I feel there's buoyancy in the hustle
Some things never change
I think there's something that you must know
Thinking 'bout the way
The way you feel taking over
Never gonna change
I think there's something that you must know
Over like a game
Maybe it just wasn't supposed to work out
Ya know?