文本歌词

Bolt - Shwayze/Sky Blu
Written by：Aaron Smith/August Prum/Bailey Smalls
I wasn't raised in the city lights
I didn't come from struggle
I got a pretty wife
Wassup baby I love you
I'm a good guy
But I stay in trouble
Music gave me life
Malibu made me humble
Kids driving jags in the twelfth grade
I take a drag celebratin'
That I'm self made
You could do anything
Just put yo mind to it
The way she move that thing
I think there ain't no spine to
I like to grind through it
Fine tune it
Bump to the beat
Then I rhyme to it
Her body dumb mind stupid
But when she give me brain
She like a harvard student
It's a little past noon down in little dune
Hawaiian sun tan lookin' beautiful
When you see me say wassup
I say the usual
Eyes low kickin' flows in the studio
Oh yeah
All this gold on me got me feelin' like bolt
F**k moving fast I'm just tryna take it slow
Ain't thinkin' 'bout the past
'Cause it's all up in smoke
So I'm raisin' up my glass
Toast to the west coast
City views to the palm trees
I just want a bad b**ch and some bomb w**d
Ah huh west coast west coast
City views to the palm trees
I just want a bad b**ch and some bomb w**d
I'm a shining star
Dreaming of a brighter day
Where I can go through
The meditation is my hideaway
Mind elevation getting paid off creation
While all you suckas hatin'
Me and shwayze rock the nation
There's a method to my madness
Opposite of sadness
Sometimes it's w**d
Sometimes it's a bad b**ch
Sometimes it's giving
Somebody hungry a sandwich
The world is so cruel man
I don't understand it
People doubted me
People doubted me
By any means necessary
I will succeed
It's in my dna it's what I breathe
It's what I bleed
And bringing the world
Together is the legacy I lead
Grew up a skateboarder by the beach
Always gazed at the stars so
I decided to reach
Lmfao everyday I see my dream
And my message to you
Is just believe
All this gold on me
Got me feelin' like bolt
F**k movin' fast
I'm just tryna take it slow
Ain't thinkin' bout the past
'Cause it's all up in smoke
So I'm raisin' up my glass
Toast to the west coast
City views to the palm trees
I just want a bad b**ch and some bomb w**d
Plenty booze and it's all free
I just want a bad b**ch and some bomb w**d
All this gold on me got me feelin' like bolt
F**k movin' fast
I'm just tryna take it slow
Ain't thinkin' 'bout the past
'Cause it's all up in smoke
So I'm raisin' up my glass
Toast to the west coast
City views to the palm trees
I just want a bad b**ch and some bomb w**d
Plenty booze and it's all free
I just want a bad b**ch and some bomb w**d