Hey yo see right now? This is a big serious part of the mixtape, it's the main motherfucking event, it's the reason why we all here. Shoutouts to my nigga Nina locked down, he's gonna miss the whole summer. Huh! All my people out there that's been showing the support, this is where we need it the most, you know? Cuz you been holding him down, shoutouts to all the fans that's been writing dem little letters and ting there, that's keeping my nigga strong

Yo what's good my brother? It's Jazzy - I heard them man hard still, nuttin I'll be home in a few, shoutout all the man in Ca$h, Hydro, Chico, Skrapz, Inch, Duwee, Fundz, Bob, the list goes on. Check out the new mixtape from Nina "Gone Till November" One Arda
Yo it's that nigga Nina with da Nina holding it down on C dunno innit? Shoutout to all the mandem, free the mandem Gone Till November, One Arda

I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
I had big plans, I meant to do numbers
Now I gotta sit in a cell
Pissed, wondering if a nigga's hitting my girl
I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
I had big plans, I meant to do numbers
Now I gotta sit in a cell
Pissed, wondering if a nigga's hitting my girl

If they remind me, Jazz & Fatz
I'm leaving Yd with a bag of straps
And all the young bucks will miss me when I'm gone
I might be in pen by the time you listen to this song
I meant to be shutting down this Music Game
I was gonna cop a new Porsche and a stupid chain
Three-quarter lengths, Aj's & Guccis
Swagger Dench getting brains off the groopies
Can't believe the trial shit's happening again
If they lock me up I'll be trappin from the pen
I left a package with my friend, connecting the lines
So for me this bullshit ain't affecting my grind
Got the crooks, got the police trying to mess with my mind
You might see me smiling, but I'm stressed all the time
If I'm jamming on the block and I scope a fed van
I be rolling like the gingerbread-man
I'm on the run

I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
I had big plans, I meant to do numbers
Now I gotta sit in a cell
Pissed, wondering if a nigga's hitting my girl
I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
I had big plans, I meant to do numbers
Now I gotta sit in a cell
Pissed, wondering if a nigga's hitting my girl

And I just came out December
It's fucked up tho, Nines is gone till november
Coming like summer's dead already
Skrapz' out in March, my little brother's out in February
My lifestyle's fucked, what you reckon?
Plus feds just hit Jazz & Inch for the with a 7 (Free the mandem)
So now I'm riding to the fucking end
I'm upset too, somebody took my fucking friend (Stylie I love you)
The will kill all your team
But you niggas get knicked, start spilling all the beans (Snitches)
Did my time, I ain't snitched
A few months out, part-reason why I ain't rich
So don't ask why my belly ain't big
If I hear he's eatin, I'mma empty his crib
I'mma rob niggas
And jack a hustler like Mon Figures

I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
I had big plans, I meant to do numbers
Now I gotta sit in a cell
Pissed, wondering if a nigga's hitting my girl

What kind of summer Hook: Nines]
I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
I had big plans, I meant to do numbers
Now I gotta sit in a cell
Pissed, wondering if a nigga's hitting my girl
I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
I had big plans, I meant to do numbers
Now I gotta sit in a cell
Pissed, wondering if a nigga's hitting my girl

I can believe I'm gonna miss the whole summer
Zino Records
Zino in my veins
Shoutouts to all my niggas in the pen right now