Endless Summer - Jaden, Raury

Leader of the new school like Slick Rick the Ruler

Shoulda went to Harvard like Yara, I can school ya

So mundane when I’m off the medulla

Fuck top five, my nigga, who’s cooler?

Cryin' on the plane, your boy going through it

That was loose change, got a thing in St Louis

I’m just tryna make a name into music

I’m driving down the street and all the pretty girls lose it (Jaden)

Once upon a time I was the coolest

Valentine’s day just came, got her tulips

Now I’m on the PCH cruisin'

If you ain’t with the tie-dye, well, you better move it

They wonder how I do it, how I do it

You can see me talking to the ocean, man, I’m fluent

And it’s fluid, yeah, that’s true shit

And I got more waves than a cruise ship

I wish I could get through this feeling (I got Calabasas going stupid)

This feeling, this feeling

I wish I could get through this feeling

This feeling, this feeling

Look, no gravity, Wavey Baby the icon

So happily spittin' verses long as a python

You can’t understand the heights that my kite’s on

Cleaning out your lyrics with Lysol

This is like fight club for the written word

Spit a poem in reverse

You probably couldn’t spit a verse

Yeah, you did it, but I did it first

If I’m looking for a copycat, I never got a search

It’s right here, man, I can make the pain disappear from your nightmares

Still inside the dreams when I cry tears

Light years away from the earth, said I’m flying the highest sphere

Criteria’s too serious

I told you niggas the flow is grown delirious

Flow pyramid, the sphinx is water erosion

With no ocean, I swear your mind is a slow pokin'

I’m not jokin'

And If the hook wasn’t comin' I’d be still going

I wish I could get through this feeling

This feeling, this feeling

I wish I could get through this feeling

This feeling, this feeling

Ooh, the hills can’t hold me

I slip through your window and we rock some flow

I swear I’ll ring your doorbell, girl, your mama knows me

But I’ll probably just go walk homeall alone and feel the breeze

I get the pen and paper going 'cause it feeds my needs

The young sophisticated one only Queens can see, it bleeds with ease

Into a nice evening, Shangri-La, nirvana, heaven rest between her knees

I need to see, need my wings, I need to eat

I need completed pictures, memories

Is fading, aww babe, you know I’m crazy

In the time, summer haze

I know a lot of figures checking

'Cause they need the king

Know a lot of niggas testing

But believe in me

More weight than in every flow

When you sneeze, you geeze

So please believe you rolling with some G’s, Louise

Like to let it all burn like ebonies

And give a speech on my Martin Luther

Lose a tooth inside the booth

And you know we only spin the truth

And the gold vision, you’re living proof

Aye, what up?