Fabolous - Summertime Sadness lyrics

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Fabolous - Summertime Sadness lyrics

[Intro: sample of Lana Del Rey's "Summertime Sadness"] "Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby you're the best" [Fabolous] Nothing more stressful than buryin' your best bull Feelin' empty make you keep that Smith & Wes' full I realized that it's more snakes and less wolves So me and my trey pound like KD and Westbrook We just tryna get up out that cesspool We just tryna eat, not up in no mess hall My old head that used to rob dropped the best j**els He said "Your failure's gonna teach you to be successful" I'm rocking carrots/karats but I never ate my vegetables I'm playin' festivals, I used to play the vestibules Stuntin' every day, my schedule was flexible VIP sectionals, grabbin' on my testicles Got an extra full clip for that extra bullsh** n***a you gotta give us some answers, you're doin' questionable sh** Your old lady showed me +Good Times+ on some Esther Rolle sh** We live in a cold world, I'm on my eskimo sh** It's sad [Chorus: sample of Lana Del Rey's "Summertime Sadness"] "Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness Baby you're the best I got that summertime, summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness, ohh" [Dave East] I was born in the summer Malik died in the summer It get live in the summer... Head to Brooklyn, I'm knockin' this Bobby Shmurda in my G-Stars Free my GS9 n***as, throw Rowdy on and breeze off Since a rookie shootin' like Ray Allen in that 3-4 when he was a Milwaukee Buck, not whisperin', I'm talkin' up Look, I can't be worried about ISIS, my life is triflin' Affordin' dollar slices, just prayin' they don't indight us Keepin' both my fists raised up, I'm like the fightin' Irish Had molly sales at Notre Dame when ain't nobody know my name Remember givin' caine out, remember all the misses givin' brain out Remember when Fab was spellin' his name out Before I bought the foreigns, took the train route When Cam had that pink Range out, it was Reggie, wasn't no paint out Vegas nights, sky dweller Rollie look like a Vegas light Was tryna pitch an eighth of white just to go eat some steak and rice I know you hate this life, j**eler actin' nervous tryna break the ice {"Nothing scares me anymore"} I love Red Bottoms but really hate the spikes It's sad [Chorus] [Outro: sample of Lana Del Rey's "Summertime Sadness"] "Ohh-oh oh-ohh... Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby you're the best I got my red dress on tonight Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight Got my hair up real big beauty queen style..."