Lyrical Breakdown of Summer Friends (feat. Jeremih & Francis & The Lights) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Lyric Overview: Witness how Chance the Rapper feat. Jeremih & Francis & The Lights weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Summer Friends (feat. Jeremih & Francis & The Lights)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Oh, oh, oh, incredible

I would... incredible

Everything...

Socks on concrete, jolly rancher kids

I was talking back and now I gotta stay at grandma's crib

Bunch of tank top, nappy headed bike-stealing Chatham boys

None of my nigga's ain't had no dad

None of my nigga's ain't have no choice

JJ, Mikey, Lil Derek and them

79th street was America then

Ice cream truck and the beauty supply

Blockbuster movies and Harold's again

We still catching lightening bugs

When the plague hit the backyard

Had to come in at dark cause the big shawty's act hard

Okay now Dave grandpa grand crossing

First day, nigga's shooting

Summer school get to losing students

But the CPD getting new recruitment

Our summer don't, our summer, our summer don't get no shine no more

Our summer die, our summer time don't got no time no more

(You're my friend)

Summer friends don't stay

Summer friends don't stay around

Summer friends, summer friends

Summer friends don't stay

Summer friends don't stay, hey

Stay around

Oh I used to kill 'em with the long hair

Momma had salon doing perms out the armchair

Yeah we're working late, he treat the crib like it's a timeshare

I would mow some lawns for my ones like a lawn chair, hugh, hugh!

Now I'm the same way, over time all the time, every night, hey

Ready my blessing, now I'm ready how I wait

Never let a friendship get in my way

Never let a blog get in my way

Make the whole song do whatever I say

79, 79, 79, 79 place

Some of my homegirls got lost in the paperwork

They was good friends but I faked the clerk

Cause if it ain't work, can't make it work

It's been a minute since I called on a friend

Fucked up and fucked all my friends

All my friends, all my...

Stick around

Summer friends, summer...

(You're my friend...)

Summer friends don't stick around

Stick around

(And some of us...)

79, 79, 79, 79, hey

79, 79, 79, 79, hey, hey, hey

(You're my friend)

79, 79, 79, 79, hey, 79

(So put your head on my shoulder)

City wide, city wide, city wide, hey

City wide, city wide, city wide

City wide, city wide, city wide...

(I will wait around for you)

(So lay your head...)

May the Lord give your journey mercy

May you be successful, grant you favor

And bring you back safely, I love you

When I was so young before I could remember

I would always treat my gang like family members

Even when the changing nigga never changed up

I always bring my friends, my friends up

When I was so young before I could remember

I would always treat my gang like family members

Even when the changing nigga never changed up

I always bring my friends, my friends up