One Summer
M Huncho Lyrics

One phone, one line all summer
Throughout the summer, I only had one phone and one line to stay focused

One take on life, can't fuck up
I maintain one way of viewing life and I can't afford to mess up

This that Michael Owen, '96 'til '02
My lifestyle is like that of footballer Michael Owen from 1996 to 2002

Gettin' packs for a mission for a '42
I'm hustling for '42' and preparing for a mission

They just dog food, I be soul food, ah
While others deal with low-quality drugs, I'm quality 'soul food'

And this is way before I sold food
I've been superior even before I became a seller

Bitches fuckin' up my whole mood
Women keep ruining my state of mind

Tellin' me I'm so rude,
They complain of me being impolite

I tell 'em I ain't regular,
I inform them that I'm not basic

Tell 'em I'm a cold dude
I'm a tough and detached man

You don't get far in life bein' nice
Being nice doesn't get you far in life

'Cause if people, yeah, they feeble, yeah, they evil
Many people are weak and wicked

They don't want a real come up
They're not interested in genuine progress

Trappin' 'til it's sun up
I hustle day and night

Lappy with a copper
I have a laptop with access to the dark web

Never home for supper
I'm usually not available for meals at home

Mist in the every days
There are challenges daily

Been like four summers
I've been hustling for years

Balenciaga runners
I'm wearing expensive, branded shoes

Still I do the run up
I still hustle and run things

I watch real jiggers make it, then they plummet
I've seen others succeed but then fail

We have meetings with the bruddas like a summit
We have important meetings with our associates

They lookin' for attention, bro, just burnin'
They want attention and are acting foolishly

We got a lot to lose, I'm consistent with the onions
We have much to lose, so I'm careful with my actions

Breakin' dem without the tears
I break bad habits without any tears

Breakin' bread with all my peers
Sharing food with all of my associates

Panicked couple times but you know, it's only God I fear
I've panicked at times, but my only fear is God

'Cause I bleed like you, bleed
I'm also human and vulnerable

Only I'm in seventh gear
But I'm always ahead - unstoppable

I got Calvins on my underwear
I'm wearing Calvin Klein underwear

No, literally, I got that Calvin in my underwear
I'm actually wearing Calvin Klein underwear

And they shifty, you know, I don't get no funds to scare
Some people are crafty, but I'm not afraid of losing money

Officers askin' if I got the gear
The cops are asking if I have drugs on me

Sorry constable, I got difficulties, I can't hear
I can't hear them because of imaginary hearing difficulties

And the cloth they made me from, yeah, it's kinda rare
My unique identity is special

Uh, and it's kinda rare
It's rare to be unique like me

I don't really care about a postcode
I'm not concerned about my postcode

Ask RB, I get them packs sold
Ask my friend RB, who knows I sell these drugs

Any size, I bag those
I sell drugs of any size required

Every time my bag close
Whenever I close my bag, I know I've sold something

Lifestyle private, I ain't got a brag bro
My lifestyle is private, I don't need to boast

'Cause braggin' what they always do
Boasting is something I'm not into

Contemplatin' on a half a food
Thinking about which kind drugs to sell

Should I shot it? Should I stop it?
Should I sell these drugs or abandon it altogether?

And this shot is for a fashion nigga, points to prove
This gun is for a rival who wants to prove themselves

Now we ain't got points to lose
But I've got nothing to prove anymore

Just up, we use in this life of sin
We use drugs to cope with our sinful life

Little jiggers runnin' 'round puttin' knife to skin
Youngsters run around with knives, threatening people

Goin' school up in the mornin', readin' Mice of Men
They go to school in the morning and read Mice of Men

Grab the re and get the price on them
Buy drugs and sell them for a profit

Comin' to the table, bring a slice, my friend
Joining my associate and bring my best to the table

And they do it for the net, yeah, they want a trend
Others show off online - they want to follow a trend

And I do it for the dunga, I got guap to spend
I do it for the benefit of my friends and family

All these headers really made us all from boys to men
All the challenges we've faced made us mature

Yeah, boys to men
We've all grown up

We ain't talkin' boy bands
We're not talking about music groups

Hit him in his vehicle, joy hands
I'm happy to hit someone in their car

I know acts that do it point-blank
I know people who carry out shootings without hesitation

We're all just little fishes in this whole tank
We're all small and insignificant in this world

But me, I'm a lion in this jungle
I'm a strong and fierce individual in this tough world

Ah, Huncho, yeah, I gotta eat
I need to continue hustling for my survival

Ah, and my brothers, yeah, they lions too
My associates are also brave and strong

They claimin' that they know me, but they envy me
They say they know me but are actually envious of me

All this losing sight shit, that's bullshit fam
All these people who are losing sight of their goals are wasting their lives

Mans winnin' out here
I'm winning and I'm successful