Weekend

I see myself in front of my eyes
Gonna see my hittas soon
Yeah, it's friday afternoon
Everytime I'm trippin' i like watching the skies
Under this blue moon shinin' on you and I

Listenin' to interludes while hangin' with my dudes
Always in the night times - feeling like on high flights
Even I am flying - woudn't cuttin' off my roots
LNY jumpin' in some brand new nike shoes

And everytime I'm sittin' here
Got you not even in my near
I'm thinking 'bout them good times
Spitting on some good rhymes
Living just the good life, yeah

I'm getting up and goin' my ways
First off - lacing up my j's
Having such nice days
Living life like in best case, yeah

And we crousin' around
Speakers loud
Texting: "should we come around?"
Head in the clouds
Feet on the ground
Asking if the homies down

And we crousin' around
Speakers loud
Asking if the homies down
Head in the clouds
Feet on the ground
Texting: "should we come around?"

And when I look into your eyes
This whole fucking picture multiplies
I'm feeling so alive
We're diving through the skies, yeah

And this music blastin' loud
We just listen to the sound
And my boys are feeling so wavy

Living like an astronaut
Gravity is all out
We're just about to get crazy

And my view is so wide
We just walking through the night
Rollin' more and more with my lady

Rollin' more and more with my lady

And I will never settle down
I'll be just crousin' around
Listening to the sound
And we're smoking an amount, yeah

And we crousin' around
Speakers loud
Texting: "should we come around?"
Head in the clouds
Feet on the ground
Asking if the homies down

And we crousin' around
Speakers loud
Asking if the homies down
Head in the clouds
Feet on the ground
Texting: "should we come around?"