Murs - Skatin Through The City lyrics

[Verse 1:] Way before Lupe, before OF I've been tryna ollie off the front porch steps Crept through Lynwood, my city was not calm Headed to South Gate, tryna see Mark Gonzalez I'm a novice tryna ollie the curb If you're looking for some rocks then you can probably get served Not by me, the homies up at the park I thought I was Eazy-E, I swore I was Tony Hawk Mark's getting jumped over colors, some real sh** Anyone f** with us, we f** him up real quick Move to Covina in the SGV That's where I'm at, my homie [?] and my man Jeff D Me, my little brother in rhyme, we used to steal sh** Claiming E-dub, so far from the realness Back in Midtown I'm surrounded by real Crips All I wanna do is smoke and skate on some chill sh** So much to deal with, riding that blue bus I stay doing my thang, not giving two f**s Had a couple tussles, got respect from my peers Now they all leave me alone saying ''Cause's just weird'' [Hook x2:] Skatin' through the city like I own this b**h In and out of traffic like I won't get hit Stay the f** out my lane when I'm on that sh** Skatin' through the city like I own this b**h [Verse 2:] Still pushin' mine go n***a, I don't give a f** Me and the homies in the back of a pick-up truck We skate pitches on fake b**hes Hoping that one day we blow up and make riches Been in corners on my independence Longboard or penny board, I have no business I ain't trickin', I ain't trynna go pro Really it's the quickst way to get to the store, oh You hear Wrek in the background It ain't weird to ride a skateboard if you black now Cubans in Miami and Chicanos in Watts Meet up at the McDonalds then head out to the spot Hella skateparks, no more runnin' from cops You don't stop 'cause you're old, you get old 'cause you stop Rest in peace Jay Adams and shout-out the homie block Used to never go to Venice 'cause I thought I'd get shot [Hook x3] [Outro:] Y'all know what it is