Rob Wo3 - Trumpet(s) lyrics

[Intro] Winston Churchill: (Do we not owe it to ourselves?) (To our children?) Some of yall want truth Some of yall want purp (mankind) Some of yall want drank [Verse 1] Spent the summer sipping (drank), puffing loud like the trumpets Indulging in glutton (drank), McDoubles, cones, and nuggets in dozens Getting blunted and tipsy (drank), whiskey but these days who doesn't Navigate through the city, the sticky icky guides me like I need a f**ing compa**! Ba** bumping, heads thumbing Young enough to still cause a ruckus Young enough for thots to f** us and f** up and just say, f** it! (f** it) But old enough to have seen adults, who's dreams collapsed and plummet So old enough to know that my time is money, and I'm way over the budget! [Hook x2] So I ain't got no time To be puffing on that purp To be sipping on that drank Man we grind it out we work! [Verse 2] Spent the summer daydreaming About what I wanna be achieving Stay scheming, said all my brothers I reflect upon it as she's breathing Got a hoe that wants to jump on it But I realize if this here's Eden Then She'll be the reason I'm living life decent, but never enough to please me! What's decent? When you live with your momma she never seen cheques with two commas What's decent? When you're driving a Honda the summer no AC like saunas? I wanna, drive in an Audi, vaca in Saudi, no daydream sh** Is that treason, if I sign a contract and make all of that mainstream sh**? sh** I know the reason I do this is for all of the kinfolk sh** I know the seasons are moving I played on my Nintendo Now I just play all these nymphos The tempo, she rocking the kendo To my demo, the manifesto We just want to hit all these crescendos! [Hook x4] [Verse 3] Now that the summer's over I'm getting a little bit older Got some boulders on top of my shoulders Trying to figure out how to get closure With a woman who wants me hold her But I got a lot of weight on me So I tell these hoes to wait Till I'm on podiums Holding up trophies! Dripping sodium balling, Days Before Rodeo plays through the speakers Free styling in Chris' basement calling Deezy up for a feature She could get it! But I push petroleum swerve uptown with the homies Don't regret it! These will be the best memories when you look back closely! But don't look back or look down now I'm running more than a few seasons Cuz a pa**ion, for past actions And you're stuck in the womb as a fetus! I believe I can conceive it If I put in the work to achieve it So when time is up, I can say it yup I lived it good now I'm leaving Peace! [Outro: Winston Churchill] Sure I am that That this day, now, we are the masters of our fate That the task which has been set us is not above our strength; That its pangs and toils are not beyond our endurance As long as we have faith, in our cause, and an unconquerable will-power Salvation will not be denied us!