[Lyric] Winter In Summertime (Sunshine Christo)

[Intro]
(You have no idea what it means to be alone)
(This is a certified hood classic)

[Chorus]
Everything's so cold
Winter in summertime, know what it feels like to die
I've been shot inside
My heart's a dumpster fire
My mind's on it's last wire
Test says I'm Bipolar
Wrist so polar
Drip so frozen
Elsa wants to fuck
My music better than Beethoven
Fuck old music, all that shit is boring
Feels like Actavis, it got me snoring
What's the weather today?
Lean is pouring
Pouring right in my cup
Said I was working on it
Another lie yeah
Unfortunately, I'm a liar
Lie to myself and everybody else
Drink so cold, but my mind starts to melt
[Verse 1]
Pour up some a lean in an Icee
Pop a couple beans in my white tee
No design on my shirt
You can't make up this shit
Nigga asked to hold my gun
What do you want with it?
Can't trust many people
I still show kindness
One day I know it'll be my downfall
I'd rather trust someone than never trust at all
All it takes is one phone call, and I'm gonna leave like leaves in the fall

[Bridge]
Everything's so cold
Winter in summertime, know how it feels like to die inside
I've been shot inside
My heart's a dumpster fire
My mind's on it's last wire

[Verse 2]
Sneak into your house
I'm not Santa Claus
I'm not some monster
Look at my claws
Look at the jaws of a fucking shark
Look at the eyes of a bloodhawk
Look in the path that I walk
Blood tears and misery follow me every night
Dreams haunt me, the Devil wants me
Light up a block like Christmas tree
Kill one and get two for free
On a killstreak, but I want someone to kill me
I work way to way to way to way to way to way to way to way to way to way to way to way to
Hard for free
I'm no longer objected to a label signing me
Music's not for money, but I'd make some money
People who say they don't care about money are all fucking lying
Not all of us make money, but that doesn't stop us from trying
[Intermission]
Everyone lies
Everyone hides things
No one makes it through this life being completely honest

[Verse 3]
Test says I'm Bipolar
Wrist so polar
Drip so frozen
Elsa wants to fuck
My music's better than Beethoven
Fuck old music, all that shit is boring
Feels like Actavis, it got me snoring
What's the weather today?
Lean still pouring
Pouring right in my cup
Said I was working on it
That's another lie yeah
Fortunately, I'm a liar
Lie to myself and everyone else
Drink so cold, but my mind melts
Wonder if anyone knows how this felt