Coastin'

Summertime mood, dressed in summer time blues

Chillin' Coastin' wit the family, floatin at the barbecue

I put the stars in a roll up and I made it to the penthouse

Coastin wit cold drink, it's all makin sense now

I surf thru the samples on the Aux and let the trunk blast

I'm Spittin' earth shakers like when a giant runs past

I only toast to the success and then I pass it up

This work burns like alcohol flowing past the cut

It used to feel like wonderland watching Manhattan lights on train rides

Now we got cars, and they can see us ride by at the same time

91 degrees in my city when it's below zero