I hate summer versuri

I hate summer lyrics by kuru

Intro
(Oh, oh)
This is my season, fuck
Yeah, ayy, yeah

Verse
Remember, you said that I wasn’t gon’ make it?
I’m outside, now I really wanna break shit
I’m outside, now wish I was faceless
Say it to myself, ‘cause these people be tasteless
So what? I wanna die, I don’t care
Say to myself, „Bitch, I’m patiently waiting”
All black on me, like I’m in a mid-chase
Lie to your face, ‘cause I said I was patient
Feel like shit, no I don’t feel amazing
Honestly, straight up, I’m patiently waiting
Check came through, I’ma spend it on basics
Check came through, I ain’t givin’ a fuck
Know that I’m losing myself
Know that you rеaching, ain’t care ‘bout my health
Wherе were you, needed you the most?
I don’t talk to nobody, swear I’m goin’ ghost
You ain’t ask where the fuck I went
No, you ain’t say a text ‘cause I know I don’t post
Doin’ my worst, I don’t even care
Know I’m better than them ‘cause they doin’ the most
Losin’ sleep, I done let my jeans been through shit that you don’t even know
Fuck, ayy, yeah, now I’m curled up in a bar
I ain’t even want you to call, doing my worst, I was tryin’ my all
I’m throwin’ up at the mall, can’t walk straight, know I think I’ma fall
Shit too weird, no one care ‘bout their opps
Shit too weird, I don’t care like at all
Yeah, I remember you said that I wasn’t gon’ make it
Honestly, wish that I could’ve believed you
‘Cause right now all these people too see-through
No, I don’t need her, need him, need you
Been on my own since a kid, but like what’s new? (Phew)
I have some words that would cut you
But, like, I ain’t finna say it
I’m outside, I’m not puttin’ in pain
Bitch, I do it for me, I don’t care about the game
Am I a creep? Man, I punch in the EP
Do it for me, I don’t care about the game
Knew my brother would get some deep shit
I don’t even care, I’ma take all the blame
I don’t really fuck with like none of that weird shit
I already know that these people too fake
? and Bape shit, YSL fragrance
No, I don’t know you, so don’t call me „Baby”
If you wanna book for the show, better pay me
All of the times that the folks wanna play me
All of the times that the folks wanna play me
I don’t really give a lil’ fuck ‘bout this shit
I only really give a fuck ‘bout the music
I only really give a fuck ‘bout the art
Bro told me real quick, just to move smart
I remember the days I was shoppin’ at Walmart

Outro
Woah (Woah)