(feat. Sky Blu)
[Verse 1:]
I wasn't raised in the city lights
I didn't come from struggle
I got a pretty wife, wa**up baby I love you
I'm a good guy but I stay in trouble
Music gave me life, Malibu made me humble
Kids driving Jags in the twelfth grade
I take a drag celebrating that I'm self made
You could do anything, just put your mind to it
The way she move that thing I think there ain't no spine to it
I like to grind through it, fine tune it
Bump to the beat then I rhyme to it
Her body dumb, mind stupid
But when she give me brain, she like a Harvard student
It's a little past noon down in little Dune
Hawaiian suntan looking beautiful
When you see me say wa**up, I say the usual
Eyes low kickin' flows in the studio
[Hook:]
All this gold on me got me feeling like Bolt
f** moving fast, I'm just tryna take it slow
Ain't think about the past cause it's all up in smoke
So I'm raising up my gla**, toast to the west coast
City views to the palm trees
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed
West coast, west coast, plenty booze and it's all free
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed
[Verse 2: Sky Blu]
I'm a shining star dreaming of a brighter day
Where I can go through the meditation is my hideaway
Mind elevation, getting paid off creation
While all you s**as hating me and Shwayze rocking aces
There is a method to my madness, opposite of sadness
Sometimes it's weed, sometimes it's a bad b**h
Sometimes it's giving somebody hungry a sandwich
The world is so cruel man I don't understand it
People doubted me, people doubted me
By any means necessary I will succeed
It's in my DNA, it's what I breathe it's what I bleed
And bringing the world together is the legacy I lead
Grew up a skateboarder by the beach
Always gazed at the stars so I decided to reach
LMFAO, everyday I see my dream
And my message to you is just believe
[Hook:]
All this gold on me got me feeling like Bolt
f** moving fast, I'm just tryna take it slow
Ain't think about the past cause it's all up in smoke
So I'm raising up my gla**, toast to the west coast
City views to the palm trees
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed
Plenty booze and it's all free
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed
All this gold on me got me feeling like Bolt
f** moving fast, I'm just tryna take it slow
Ain't think about the past cause it's all up in smoke
So I'm raising up my gla**, toast to the west coast
City views to the palm trees
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed
Plenty booze and it's all free
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed