[Verse 1]
I wake up every morning to that Florida
No glass pouring just bottoms up, top it up
Then fill my pockets up
Keys, wallet, cell phone got it
Call to wake the homies up
My skateboard out it
The summer's hot
Stuff five dollars in my sock
Get that playlist jumping
Then push down the block
Watch the rocks yo
Don't even trip, just look macho
Ride slow, 89 cents for the taco
That's breakfast
Saw this lil homie in the Lexus
The cops pulled him over
Yo, they always sweating us
Why? Cause they hate this brother trynna make this
Life worth while but for now I just skate this
To city streets, all day
I dream about it all day
Be up on that screen in your tv, I'm 3D
You see me, living that sweet life, kiwi
?Drip? city beaches, Miami bay ?seeches?
Chicks come to meet ya smelling like beaches
Draining all your pockets out, they cash leeches
And she keeps asking, "See my hair? I just had it done."
I ain't want to tell her I don't care, so I had to run
I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be back at 1
Five minutes later I be sneaking out the back son
[Verse 2]
I hold my head up, dead up
Thinking of a master
Should I go to class or try to get my bread up
And homie show me love like "damn dude that sounds nice"
Then I listen to it like "nahh, it don't sound right"
A bunch of hating niggas tell me who I'm trynna sound like
And it's always that one kid that wants to get down right
Somewhere there's a honey on a stalker
She figures when the money comes she's gonna be with
But the honey I prefer doesn't know that I exist
And I figure I could win over if I could get rich
But my brother said never stress on a bitch
So I just try to forget, shit
[Hook]
I just, chill
Keep it blue like chrome
Do my thing till the street lights on
I just, chill
All my days are the best
And get it cool, keep away from the stress (like that)
[Verse 3]
So today, tomorrow I still kick it
With the new haircut, bet the chicks dig it
Well, I thought it was fly, but the chicks didn't
I got this girl's number, kinda, only six digits
Forget it, I'm chilling