Summer

Lotionmoney

Don't follow my path

I gotta go

Don't follow my path

I gotta go

Money makes us fall apart

On the way home crying, yeah I cried

Damn, we gotta go

But we don't wanna go

Red light

Remember the red light

I used to play that old big black guitar

I used to sleep in all of these trash cars

Red light

Remember the red light

Remember when I couldn't make ends

My life just couldn't make sense

Mama told me, "Son, don't stay here."

I was young, but I understand

Friends taught me how to stand alone

Turned my old pain into a stepping stone

Every scar used to be a sticking, sticking point

Yeah, I used to go there

Don't take it too seriously

My baby

Don't get caught

Before it's too late

Your chances don't need no options

Keep on moving, no distractions

Let 'em know

How many problems

Just another day

No assumptions

Just dance to

Just dance to

Just dance to

Where I'm heading to

Dawg