Verse 1 (Julius):

From the Gold Coast to the Golden State

We own this place, I put skills on display

I know the lay of the land, I move with no delay

Andale, put that on LA, right

Word to Sway, we from the valley of hyenas

High murder rate, nigga, in Cali, we the meanest

From the valley to Atlantic, nigga, better vanish when they see us

Yea, the shoes is lit, we ain't bragging 'bout our sneakers, mm

Doc J, I promise I'm very sick

Better stay on your toes like white polish on every chick

Rhyming since a kid, I've been high quality ever since

I'm from Long Beach, I put hydraulics on every whip

Welcome to Cali, me and my bros get our cypher on

Where we from, you might have to squabble up like the song

Gotta stay in survival mode

Welcome to the Sunshine State, Sun Light, you should feel right at home

Chorus (Sun Light):

Gold Coast to the West Coast

Riding on my own wave and it's so fresh though

See the breeze in the trees, in the home of Death Row

Same me but here I'm so close to my best, bro

Tip-toeing as I step through the waters

I'm on a quest and I'm testing the waters

Yes, there's a lot that I'm yet to accomplish

But trust in the process, just getting started, I'm on it

Verse 2 (Demetrius):

Like the Gold Rush back in ancient California

It's gold meets West Coast, we the Golden State warriors

You die by the 3-pointers, I mean the devil's pitchfork

Forking you, yo, I'm straight warning you

I'm in the city that's corrupt with police

So it's fuck the police, yea, no justice, no peace

Whether it's East or West, we in the guts of those beasts

Where everybody nuts, speaking of nuts, just hold these

Yea, that's why I grew up diabolical

I demolish you and your crew, the Shoes will sayonara you

You should try suicide before you decide to follow through with

Fucking with me, I'll leave you for dead like a deadbeat

Biological father do, make no mistake

I got the Midas Touch, that means speaking of the Golden State

I'll turn the mic into a golden state like if Jordan was traded

To the place where the Oakland A's plays back in the Frobe days

Chorus (Sun Light):

Gold Coast to the West Coast

Riding on my own wave and it's so fresh though

See the breeze in the trees, in the home of Death Row

Same me but here I'm so close to my best, bro

Tip-toeing as I step through the waters

I'm on a quest and I'm testing the waters

Yes, there's a lot that I'm yet to accomplish

But trust in the process, just getting started, I'm on it

Verse 3 (Kenny):

West Coast to the Gold Coast, we be on go

Show out when we show up, you a no-show

Go hard or go home, getting caught slippin' is a no-no

You better focus on your goals and post up, call it goalpost

I'm from where they speak well but still throw up hand signs

Do your research, we are the best you can find

Say I'm underground guess I'm a land mine

When I blow up, watch every wack man die

Yea, we stepping all on their necks

They better just show respect, we veterans on the West

So sleep on us, we gon' wake up whoever has overslept

We 'bout us, you can relax, we ain't focusing on the rest

I'm explosive because Pac told me bomb first

These Cali streets are bad but I guarantee I'm worse

When I'm irked, before I put my foot in my mouth

I put my foot in your mouth, just converse with my Converse, yea

Chorus (Sun Light):

Gold Coast to the West Coast

Riding on my own wave and it's so fresh though

See the breeze in the trees, in the home of Death Row

Same me but here I'm so close to my best, bro

Tip-toeing as I step through the waters

I'm on a quest and I'm testing the waters

Yes, there's a lot that I'm yet to accomplish

But trust in the process, just getting started, I'm on it

Verse 4 (Sun Light):

I could see the beach when the pilot was landing it

On the same rock but the air different

Looking at the tide, the horizon just vanishes

7000 miles from the family, I am ambitious as a writer

I'm still collecting my breath

I take it in, I know the water is as fresh as it gets

I flew this whole way to step beside the best of the best

That's why they call me Sun Light because I'm set in the West

Had to get up out Australia, nobody was down to ride

I thought I was out my mind but down the line was bound to find

A map to 'Merica, had to ready up and catch a flight

To Kenny, Demi-God and Docta J, I ain't 'bout to hide

I'm sick of sitting in the shadows, need to embrace it

Lyricism isn't shallow, deep as the basement

Wishing since a kid of travelling to this place, now

The mission is to figure out the reason I came from

Chorus (Sun Light):

The Gold Coast to the West Coast

Riding on my own wave and it's so fresh though

See the breeze in the trees, in the home of Death Row

Same me but here I'm so close to my best, bro

Tip-toeing as I step through the waters

I'm on a quest and I'm testing the waters

Yes, there's a lot that I'm yet to accomplish

But trust in the process, just getting started, now watch this