The Beat Bully - Middle of the Summer lyrics

[Intro] Philly Take em back to the plat, Meek! [Hook: Meek Mill] Middle of the summer Middle of the summer In the middle of the summer I used to play the block all night til the sun came up Everybody got they gun game up In the middle of the summer Middle of the summer Middle of the summer [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Stack all winter just to stunt in the summer Ridin in my new Camaro, sometimes I wonder Will it take me under or will it make me stronger Thinking the times when I was broke it only gave me hunger Shorty walking through the block it only made me want her My homies were selling dope, and doing Jay Z numbers The n***a Moochie's wrist was cold and throwin' AC Numbers They only was from the zone, used to say we youngins But we was ready though Around the time when all the Roc was on the radio Me and my n***as on the block with hammers heavy though I used to put it in my hand ain't wanna let it go Ain't wanna let it go, no The work was low the numbers was right Used to play the summer league a couple youngins was nice They ain't make it to the league cause it'll f** up your life In the middle of the summer when you f**ing with white [Hook] [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Charlie Mack marching through screamin' stop the violence He had Will Smith with him tried to stop the wildin' But as soon as they left the hood, man shots was fired Ambulances was rushin' somebody mama cryin' They say the good don't make it here Ain't no fightin' hammertime and they gon' take it there Narcs rushin', cops lock you like Jamaican hair Young bull, sixteen, and got eighty years Middle of the summer, people cooking out, old heads lookin' out Rest in peace, T's for the soldiers that got tooken' out I was in the streets, momma told me to be in the house Ten o'clock I was on the block, moving in and out City of brotherly love I was only thirteen, I seen a puddle of blood Grown man lying there, he got one in his mug His grandma screaming, 'told you about selling them d**! [Hook] [Verse 3: Mel Love] It was the middle of the summer But it was feeling like the winter July was feeling like December We ball hard to the finish (uh) They say I'm cold cause I'm a winner We had a quarter brickies, half of birdies Stash box ride super dirty Tryna get that money Ziplocks, nose candy Back to back in them black caddies And we said this is our summer, and we taking it there I'm all up in this mirror, like look at this audamir Standing in my rear while starin at this painted mirror Still tryna get it square Super fly how we live Aw knocked out lights comin, Narced out mean a bike's comin' Smellin two stroke These philly streets will make you lose hope Her son was murdered now she use coke It was the [Hook]