[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
Im 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 Im 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
Its 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, Im just tryna take it slow
Ain't think about the past cuz its all up in smoke
So Im 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 its all free
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed
[Verse 2 - Sky Blu]
Im 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 its weed, sometimes its a bad b**h
Sometimes its giving somebody hungry a sandwich
The world is so cruel man I dont understand it
People doubted me, people doubted me
By any means necessary I will succeed
Its in my DNA, its what I breathe its 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, Im just tryna take it slow
Ain't think about the past cuz its all up in smoke
So Im 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 its 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, Im just tryna take it slow
Ain't think about the past cuz its all up in smoke
So Im 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 its all free
I just wanna bad b**h and some bomb weed