Dear Summer
JAY Z Lyrics


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Dear summer I know you're gonna miss me
For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees
S dots with polo fleeces
Purple label shit with the logo secret
Gimme couple years, shit I might just sneak in
A couple words and like peaches and herb
We'll be reunited and it feels so hood
Have the whole world saying "How you still so good?"
Well I do this in my slumber summer
I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers, you know how I do summer
I drop heat, when you bring the sun up
The combo make niggas act up, I pick the gun up
Niggas back up; they know I'm not no frontier
I don't talk shit, I just flip it un' ya
Sorry Lance, I'm just trying to advance my quotes
I ain't making you the butt of my jokes
But let's not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved, think we need some time away
They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
And fuck it, if it comes back you know it's there to stay
It's tugging, at my heart, but this time apart is needed
From the public, who should've gave me the pulits'
Instead gave me they ass to kiss
But you know me, thugging 'til the casket dips
But still shine light down on all my peers
I know they weird, some queer, I still want them to share
And all the success I received, I know you can't believe
I still love 'em but they don't love me
They like the drunk uncle in your family
You know they lame, you feel ashamed, but you love 'em the same
It's like when niggas make subliminal records
If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't respect it
You don't really want it with Hov, for the record
I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next kid
Keep entering the danger sone
You gon' make that boy Hov put your name in a song
If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker come on
Say when, take ten paces and spin
But on another note, 'bout to take another vaca'
On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode
His way out the hood, and I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a nigga could
Try and play like he Suge, then I gotta play like Dutch Schults
You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
Niggas can't fuck with me
I'm in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove
And I ain't trying to fuck my thing up
But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up
Now I'm Pulp Fiction, Colt four-fifth and
Young niggag that blast for me (blasphemy), no religion

Listen here summer baby, I just believe it's the right thing to do
I got a brand new bitch, corporate America
She showing me a lot of action right now
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but
I mean, it's time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go

I'm done for now, so one for now
Possibly forever, we had fun together
But like all good things, we must come to an end




Please show the same love to my friends
Dear summer

Overall Meaning

"Dear Summer" is a song by Jay-Z in which he pens an open letter to his favorite season, summer. The song is a nostalgic tribute to everything that the rapper has experienced during those months of the year, his appreciation for the lifestyle, fashion, and culture that is synonymous with summer. He talks about how he has grown over the years and how he will always cherish the memories that he created during the summer months. The song starts with him telling summer that he will miss him since together they are like Nike Airs and crisp tees.


Jay-Z uses the language of love, comparing his relationship with summer to that of old lovers' reuniting. He talks about how he has been away for a while and how he misses the time he spent with summer. He then shifts his attention to the people around him and expresses his sentiments towards them, using a metaphor of a family with a drunk uncle. He loves them, yet they don't love him, which causes him to feel ashamed. He reminds his peers that he is still the king of the rap game, and they cannot hold a candle to him. He also warns his rivals that they better be ready for him because they could be the next ones to fall.


In conclusion, "Dear Summer" is a love letter to the summer season, nostalgically reminiscing about everything that the rapper had experienced during those months. He uses the language of love to describe his relationship with summer and warns his peers that he is still the king of rap. Through this song, Jay-Z shows his appreciation for the culture and lifestyle that summer brings and tells his fans why he feels so strongly about the season.


Line by Line Meaning

Dear summer I know you're gonna miss me
Hey summer, I know you'll miss me because we've been close like a favorite pair of shoes and a fresh t-shirt.


For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees
We've been together for a while like a good pair of shoes and a clean t-shirt.


S dots with polo fleeces
I wear S dots sneakers with polo fleece shirts.


Purple label shit with the logo secret
I wear designer clothes with exclusive logos that others may not know about.


Gimme couple years, shit I might just sneak in
Just wait a couple years, I might be able to get into even more exclusive clubs or circles.


A couple words and like peaches and herb
A few words from me and it'll be like reuniting old friends Peaches and Herb - sweet.


We'll be reunited and it feels so hood
When we reunite, it'll feel like coming back to my roots in my old neighborhood.


Have the whole world saying "How you still so good?"
People will wonder how I managed to maintain my success and skill for so long.


Well I do this in my slumber summer
I'm so good at what I do that I could do it in my sleep, summer.


I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers, you know how I do summer
I'm not some newbie just getting started, summer. You know how good I am.


I drop heat, when you bring the sun up
I release hot music when you bring the summer sun up.


The combo make niggas act up, I pick the gun up
The combination of my music and the summer can make people act crazy. I might have to get my gun to protect myself.


Niggas back up; they know I'm not no frontier
People back up because they know I'm not a novice. I'm a veteran in the game.


I don't talk shit, I just flip it un' ya
I don't talk trash. I just use it to my advantage.


Sorry Lance, I'm just trying to advance my quotes
Sorry, Lance Armstrong. I'm just trying to improve my rhymes and lyrics.


I ain't making you the butt of my jokes
I'm not making fun of you in my music or in public.


But let's not stray from what I came to say
But let's not get off topic. I came here to say something important.


To my beloved, think we need some time away
I think we need some time apart from the summer, my beloved season.


They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
They say you should let go of the things you love and see if they come back to you.


And fuck it, if it comes back you know it's there to stay
And if it does come back, then you know it's meant to be forever.


It's tugging, at my heart, but this time apart is needed
It hurts me to be away from the summer, but it's necessary for me to grow and change.


From the public, who should've gave me the pulits'
I should've won awards from the public, but they didn't recognize my greatness.


Instead gave me they ass to kiss
Instead, they gave me a hard time and didn't appreciate me.


But you know me, thugging 'til the casket dips
But I'll always be fighting and working hard, even until I die.


But still shine light down on all my peers
But I still want to uplift and support my fellow artists.


I know they weird, some queer, I still want them to share
I know some of my colleagues are strange or unconventional, but I still want to collaborate with them.


And all the success I received, I know you can't believe
I know you can't believe how successful I've become, summer.


I still love 'em but they don't love me
I still have love for my peers, but they don't always feel the same way toward me.


They like the drunk uncle in your family
They're like the weird uncle in your family - sometimes embarrassing, but you still love them.


You know they lame, you feel ashamed, but you love 'em the same
You know they're not cool or impressive, but you still have love for them anyway.


It's like when niggas make subliminal records
It's like when other rappers make songs with secret messages or insults directed at me.


If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't respect it
If they don't call me out by name in their song, I don't care or take it seriously.


You don't really want it with Hov, for the record
You don't want to start anything with me, just so you know.


I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next kid
I've ended a few rappers' careers in the past, and you could be next if you mess with me.


Keep entering the danger sone
Keep taking risks and stepping into dangerous territory.


You gon' make that boy Hov put your name in a song
If you mess with me, I'll put your name in one of my diss songs.


If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker come on
If you're so desperate for fame, then come at me and see what happens.


Say when, take ten paces and spin
Let's fight it out like old Western cowboys, but with a modern twist.


But on another note, 'bout to take another vaca'
But on a different subject, I'm about to take another vacation.


On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode
I'm going to be on a luxury yacht for this vacation, damn it.


His way out the hood, and I pray that I stay out for good
I was able to get out of the tough neighborhood I grew up in, and I hope I never have to go back.


But any day you know a nigga could
But at any moment, something could happen that forces me back to the hood or a difficult situation.


Try and play like he Suge, then I gotta play like Dutch Schults
If someone tries to act like a powerful music executive like Suge Knight, then I'll have to resort to violent tactics like notorious gangster Dutch Schults.


You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
If you pass me a blunt, I might have to shoot you. Trust me.


Niggas can't fuck with me
No one can compete with me or take me down. I'm too good.


I'm in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove
I'm feeling happy and energized right now. You're lucky to catch me in this mood.


And I ain't trying to fuck my thing up
I don't want to ruin my great situation by doing something stupid.


But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up
But I will spend some money to make sure you (or someone else) is taken care of.


Now I'm Pulp Fiction, Colt four-fifth and
Now I'm like a character from the movie Pulp Fiction, carrying a powerful Colt .45 handgun.


Young niggag that blast for me (blasphemy), no religion
A young guy who will shoot someone for me, even if that's considered blasphemy. I have no religious affiliation.


Listen here summer baby, I just believe it's the right thing to do
Summer, I think it's time for us to part ways. It's just the right thing to do.


I got a brand new bitch, corporate America
I have a new focus in my life - making money in the corporate world.


She showing me a lot of action right now
Corporate America is giving me a lot of opportunities and excitement at the moment.


And I know you put me on my feet and all, but
I know that you helped me succeed and find my footing, summer, but...


I mean, it's time for me to grow
It's time for me to move on and continue growing and evolving as a person.


You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go
Summer, it's time for me to move on. You have to let me go and experience new things.




Lyrics © Royalty Network, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: DON BLACKMAN, SHAWN C CARTER, JUSTIN GREGORY SMITH, DONALD R TRIGGS, SHAWN CARTER

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Lyrics

[Verse: Jay-Z]
Dear Summer, I know you gon' miss me
For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees
S dots with Polo fleeces
Purple label shit with the logo secret
Gimme couple years, shit I might just sneak in
A couple words and like Peaches & Herb
We'll be reunited and it feels so hood
Have the whole world saying "How you still so good?"
Well I do this in my slumber, Summer
I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers
You know how I do, Summer
I drop heat, when you bring the sun up
The combo make niggas act up, I pick the gun up
Niggas back up; they know I'm not no fronter
I don't talk SHIT, I just flip it Un ya
Sorry Lance, I'm just trying to advance my quotes
I ain't making you the butt of my jokes
But let's not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved, think we need some time away
They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
And fuck it, if it comes back, you know it's there to stay
It's tugging, at my heart, but this time apart is needed
From the public, who should've gave me the Pulitz'
Instead gave me they ass to kiss
But you know me, thugging 'til the casket dips
But still shine light down on all my peers
I know they weird... some queer, I still want them to share
In all the success I received, I know you can't believe
I still love 'em but they don't love me
They like the drunk uncle in your family
You know they lame, you feel ashamed
But you love em the same
It's like when niggas make subliminal records
If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't respect it
You don't really want it with Hov, for the record
I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next, kid
Keep entering the danger zone
You gon' make that boy Hov put your name in a song
If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker, c'mon
Say when, take ten paces and spin
But on another note, 'bout to take another vacay
On another boat, goddamn, a motherfucker wrote
His way out the hood, and I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a nigga could
Try and play like he Suge, then I gotta play like Dutch Schultz
You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
Niggas can't fuck with me
I'm in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove
And I ain't trying to fuck my thing up
But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up
Non-Pulp Fiction, Colt four-fifth and
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion

[Interlude: Jay-Z]
Listen here, Summer, baby
I just believe it's the right thing to do
I got a brand new bitch, Corporate America
She showing me a lot of action right now
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but
I mean, it's time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go

[Outro: Jay-Z]
I'm done for now, so one for now
Possibly forever, we had fun together
But like all good things, we must come to an end
Please show the same love to my friends
Dear Summer



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Dear summer I know you're gonna miss me
For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees
S dots with polo fleeces
Purple label shit with the logo secret
Gimme couple years, shit I might just sneak in
A couple words and like peaches and herb
We'll be reunited and it feels so hood
Have the whole world saying "How you still so good?"
Well I do this in my slumber summer
I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers, you know how I do summer
I drop heat, when you bring the sun up
The combo make niggas act up, I pick the gun up
Niggas back up; they know I'm not no frontier
I don't talk shit, I just flip it un' ya
Sorry Lance, I'm just trying to advance my quotes
I ain't making you the butt of my jokes
But let's not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved, think we need some time away
They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
And fuck it, if it comes back you know it's there to stay
It's tugging, at my heart, but this time apart is needed
From the public, who should've gave me the pulits'
Instead gave me they ass to kiss
But you know me, thugging 'til the casket dips
But still shine light down on all my peers
I know they weird, some queer, I still want them to share
And all the success I received, I know you can't believe
I still love 'em but they don't love me
They like the drunk uncle in your family
You know they lame, you feel ashamed, but you love 'em the same
It's like when niggas make subliminal records
If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't respect it
You don't really want it with Hov, for the record
I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next kid
Keep entering the danger sone
You gon' make that boy Hov put your name in a song
If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker come on
Say when, take ten paces and spin
But on another note, 'bout to take another vaca'
On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode
His way out the hood, and I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a nigga could
Try and play like he Suge, then I gotta play like Dutch Schults
You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
Niggas can't fuck with me
I'm in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove
And I ain't trying to fuck my thing up
But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up
Now I'm Pulp Fiction, Colt four-fifth and
Young niggag that blast for me (blasphemy), no religion
Listen here summer baby, I just believe it's the right thing to do
I got a brand new bitch, corporate America
She showing me a lot of action right now
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but
I mean, it's time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go
I'm done for now, so one for now
Possibly forever, we had fun together
But like all good things, we must come to an end
Please show the same love to my friends
Dear summer



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Tony Spivey

The best retiring/summer song in rap history. In 2021, nobody still does it better than Jay

Jordan Jackson

didn’t he kinda come back though?

Yukino

@Jordan Jackson yeah

Christopher Ayettey

NOBODY

Daniel A. Eason , Jr

Wayne did it better

Jaskaran

facts

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briana xotwod

have been looking for this song since my dad passed away back in February. So happy i found it, this was his song man. miss him like crazy.

AUSAR DJTEHUTI

My condolences

elisha shedrach

@AUSAR DJTEHUTI salute to your pops

Shawn Norman

God bless brother

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