歌詞
9-5 I'm stressed today
Got me smoking on some lemon haze
Reminiscing on em better days
When you ain't have to act hard
We was riding bikes, hitting jumps up in the back yard
And you weren't defined by the money or phone up in your pockets
Back when morning cartoons was popping
Now we on this road to success and we ain't stopping
And I got my home town showing love
We coming up ain't no holding us
Them youngin's is growing up
Look at me mom, I'm grown up
I went from juice boxes to juke boxes
Now im king of the jungle like Mufasa
Spreading good vibes across the jungle
Life you are a bitch but I love you
This that sunset on the beach
Pair of Nike slides on my feet
They wonder what's on my mind so here's a piece
They talking noise, but I don't care what they say
Keep em records spinning like a Beyblade
They talking noise, But I don't care what they say
I'd rather be having a lake day
So complicated, I remember when it wasn't
Lake days with my little cousins
Imagination making something from nothing
I still am, if they judging then fuck em
It all started with the markers and crayons
I'm older now so it's game on
Stepping it up, my legs strong
And I'm still out on these lakes all day long
Unless I'm riding with the homies or street hooping
Having a good time is what we doing
Not worried bout the future or past
Cause Stuart lake is where we at
And we going 01 till infinity
Filled with love and creativity
Waves splashing round me like a symphony
Young and wild, we be living free
And I got the whole crowd showing love
We coming up ain't no holding us
Them youngin's is growing up
Look at me mom, I'm growing up
I went from no name to top hits
Now I'm flying high like rockets
Young pilot up in the cock pit
Drop a hit and they bop it
This that sunset on the beach
Pair of Nike slides on my feet
They wonder what's on my mind so here's a piece
They talking noise, but I don't care what they say
Keep em records spinning like a Beyblade
They talking noise, But I don't care what they say
I'd rather be having a lake day
So complicated, I remember when it wasn't
Lake days with my little cousins
Imagination making something from nothing
I still am, if they judging then fuck em
It all started with the markers and crayons
I'm older now so it's game on
Stepping it up, my legs strong
And I'm still out on these lakes all day long
Writer(s): Ezra Croucher
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