Lyrics

Friscooooo!
We tryna go high not just getting by
Sun low while we gettin high
Oh my now it's been a ride
Slow ride on a summer night
We tryna go high not just getting by
Sun low while we gettin high
Oh my now it's been a ride
Slow ride on a summer night
And this time we ride out
I'm with my **** we gon' spend the night out
My people give me purpose, pause the bullshit vibe out
Don't let the noise ever die down
We poised to bloom out, never let em never wilt your flower
Keep your soul, keep in contact with your power
I'm a West Coast baby cruising down 8th street
Headed to the bridge and cant a **** tell me shit
Cause I
Did it myself
Monitored my health
And when I needed help
Yeah I turned to the team
I couldn't turn on the turf, or ever talk on my peeps
We just turn up and give the love we receive
That means we give back
I don't just speak I act
Means my raps is all facts no cap, get it dummy?
I learned from my folks so I could never stop loving, on mommas
We tryna go high not just getting by
Sun low while we gettin high
Oh my now it's been a ride
Slow ride on a summer night
We tryna go high not just getting by
Sun low while we gettin high
Oh my now it's been a ride
Slow ride on a summer night
Gas up whip the and I'm coastin'
Stuck where you at? Well stay there, I'm in motion
Ima roll the dodie up, Aft got the potion
You want beef, you get sliced, so keep it kosher
Too many wanna be hard, but time is limited
Calculate the risk and be careful with how you're spending it
When I give energy, my tribe gon replenish it
Rockin' til the wheels fall off, no Michelin
Tired of being tired, I know what's on your mind
I know them early morning-late nights on the grind
Come fuck with us and we'll show you good times
Easy livin' in the summertime feel sublime
When them suckas hate, shake it off
That chip on your shoulders, take it off
If you need me, make the call
To pick you back up when you fall
Yeah, yeah
As the moon rise on the West Coast
And the sun crack like egg yolk
and the clouds fuck around and hit a breaststroke
I swear I heard a whisper from the dead folks
They said to get the papers, Kaly roll the doobie
And keep the circle tight like you focus grouping
Close my eyes and see music like Nobuyuki
Summer nights slow motion to me, like a Nolan movie
I hope the nights like this 'til October
Large step back and a small forward like Kyle Korver
Tryna stay optimistic is a tall order
Fuck daylight savings, I spring back and I fall forward
Turn the GPS mode off, I been lost too, too
I just let this road go off, cause I still got you
We tryna go high not just getting by
Sun low while we gettin high
Oh my now it's been a ride
Slow ride on a summer night
We tryna go high not just getting by
Sun low while we gettin high
Oh my now it's been a ride
Slow ride on a summer night
Written by: Emanuel Torres, Marin Bresso, Michael Abadie, Mitch Jones
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