Now even though I was only a young buck, I was trying to kick it Having a gang of fun and too young to be wicked 'Cause when I was you know we didn't have cars It was either double the peg nuts or hop on the handle bars
And then we and bought a gang of balloons And had a water balloon fight lasted until the night Then after that we some hide and go get it the neighborhood home girls, dumb enough to be with it
All in fun and games and keeping it But my my, you're kicking it, time flys by every hour's a minute and every minute's a sec And if I came home my moms would ring my neck, yeah
But I regret not the I got 'Cause to be able to play the next day was On a to hit up the neighbor's fruit trees Just a bunch of chillin', enjoying the summer breeze
breeze, flowing like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be breeze, flowing like the wind Boy you need to know you got a friend and I'll always be here
Now I'm growing some fuzz, older like 17 or 18 And the thing I know is to stay clean T-shirt, pants, Nike's on spotless I was old enough to buy me a cutlass
Saw a to ride around town, play with the hoes and Roll down the window and mack to the one chosen Yo, them biker is looking kinda right on you My name is DJ and my homies is having a barbecue
Before I finish my whole complete Yeah she was off the bus stop and in my seat And we was sliding to the westside, stopped at the To get some bulls farm because make 'em kick it a little more
And at the spot, you know that chicken was The pig on the and so the day was chill But night my girl was tipsy and was ready to skeeze But I didn't even trip, too busy jocking the breeze
Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a and I'll always be here Summer breeze, flowing the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be
Now I'm 23 and I remember the times We was chillin' like and didn't have no nines when we used to mob to beaches to kick it and swim Now I hang around and watch the come in
And I'm thinking how many funerals I've to Watching all my homies get buried in them boxes they put 'em And then I a letter from upstate, from my homie G-Wayne Who's been up since '87, '88
And it really ain't fly about it So he go 'I'm a stay strong or I'm a break down and cry about it' And when it seem like just ain't gon' be right I gotta thank my creator for letting me sleep last
And wake me up in the morn I shutter to think That could be me or locked away in the clink So I'm my homies spirits as tall as the trees And I can even hear him calling me, in the breeze
Summer breeze, flowing the wind Boy you to know that you got a friend and I'll always be here Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be
Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to that you got a friend and I'll always be here
breeze, flowing like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a and I'll always be here Summer breeze, flowing the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be
Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know you got a friend and I'll always be here Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to that you got a friend and I'll always be here Summer