Sky Blu - Bolt lyrics

[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