Mereba's video: Mereba - Heatwave Acoustic ft 6LACK Official Audio

"Heatwave (Acoustic)" out now: https://smarturl.it/HeatwaveAcoustic Lyrics: Run, run You better run run run like a demon chasing you Run run till your face is blue Run run, run run You better run run run like a demon chasing you Run run till your face is blue Run run, for your Mama’s sake Run run Long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer Itʼs gon be a heatwave, a long summer All summer, all winterʼs like summer Long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer Itʼs gon be a heatwave, a long summer and all winter They killinʼ niggas See they see sin in your skin, boy And their clips got the shits, boy They got that heat on their hip, yeah And they canʼt wait to let it rip, boy I ainʼt trying to die on this beautiful day, I couldnʼt stand the thought of not seeing your beautiful face So ima run like I been running the streets, right, I mean run like I just missed the streetlight I fall flat like Iʼm trying out for track cuz they beat a nigga blue just for loving that he black My advice is run like Obama ‘fore they catch you like Osama better run like a nose ‘fore they catch you like a cold He got that heater on his hip, yeah, he evil so he might just let it rip, yeah And I know I donʼt owe nobody shit, yeah, so why the fuck the coppers on my dick? Yeah, be clear Itʼs gon be a long, long summer, tomorrowʼs never promised and sometimes I really wonder When they tell me keep the peice do that mean a click clack*? I know we lookinʼ Forward but I gotta watch my back Run, run (You, you, you better run) Run, run Long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer Itʼs gon be a heatwave, a long summer (you better) All summer, all winterʼs like summer (run run run run run) Long summer, long summer, long summer, long summer (make it home for your mama) Itʼs gon be a heatwave, a long summer and all winter They killinʼ niggas (they killin’ brothers, they killin’ sisters) He got that heater on his hip Clip Is with the shits He don’t shoot to miss Click clack, click clack Got that heater on his hip Clip is with the shits He donʼt do shoot to miss Click, clack He got that heater on his hip Clip is with the shits But we donʼt shoot to miss Click clack, click clack Got that heater on his hip, so Whoʼs gonna be crying Your momma or mine Your momma or mine? See they see sin in your skin, boy And their clips got the shits, boy They got that heat on their hip, yeah And they canʼt wait to let it rip, boy Follow Mereba: http://twitter.com/Mereba http://instagram.com/Mereba http://www.facebook.com/MerebaMusic