Old School
Ridin' down town in my 1980 Cadillac
Polished shoes, never lose, and the suit's all black
Got Jackson in action runnin' on the track
Fall off every now and then, make another rack
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
Bright pink ray bans, beach life we stay tan, I do what I want, they do what they can
Only rockin' big brands, plan is to expand, drink in my left hand
Girls winkin' oh God damn
Crest white smile on my face, gold plates, this ain't enough you gotta bring up the bass
I'm about to take this bitch to space, hundred million crib with two gold gates
Like to keep it easy, like to keep it freaky, lookin' dreamy, Michael on the CD
Haters now see me on TV, they wanna be me, now they won't leave me, yeah
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
I just keep it going, I keep on glowing, rollin' state to state
Create n' elevate, rhythm escalates, pick up the pace
Make a quick hit then I go and celebrate
This is how I move, this is how I groove
Got something to prove, this path I choose
Break a record or two, put my name on the news, on the way to the top gotta see the view
Got my own style, started as a child, we don't get tired
Studio's on fire, from a penny to a Bentley, haters gonna envy
I been planning' this since elementary
Ridin' down town in my 1980 Cadillac
Polished shoes, never lose, and the suit's all black
Got Jackson in action runnin' on the track
Fall off every now and then, make another rack
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
Lets slow it down, change the sound, feel the love
Take a puff, fill the cup, crank it up
Vibin' out, lost in clouds, to many drinks
I can't count, it all goes black, bring it back
I blast the boom box like it's still the 80's
Bring home the daisies for my lady, watchin' classics with bad graphics
Blastin' Tupac, like he still walk
Watch the sunset, from the corvette, life's a blessin
Imma old soul in the present, ain't no stressin'
Call this a legend, follow me I take you to heaven, yeah
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
Polished shoes, never lose, and the suit's all black
Got Jackson in action runnin' on the track
Fall off every now and then, make another rack
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
Bright pink ray bans, beach life we stay tan, I do what I want, they do what they can
Only rockin' big brands, plan is to expand, drink in my left hand
Girls winkin' oh God damn
Crest white smile on my face, gold plates, this ain't enough you gotta bring up the bass
I'm about to take this bitch to space, hundred million crib with two gold gates
Like to keep it easy, like to keep it freaky, lookin' dreamy, Michael on the CD
Haters now see me on TV, they wanna be me, now they won't leave me, yeah
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
I just keep it going, I keep on glowing, rollin' state to state
Create n' elevate, rhythm escalates, pick up the pace
Make a quick hit then I go and celebrate
This is how I move, this is how I groove
Got something to prove, this path I choose
Break a record or two, put my name on the news, on the way to the top gotta see the view
Got my own style, started as a child, we don't get tired
Studio's on fire, from a penny to a Bentley, haters gonna envy
I been planning' this since elementary
Ridin' down town in my 1980 Cadillac
Polished shoes, never lose, and the suit's all black
Got Jackson in action runnin' on the track
Fall off every now and then, make another rack
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
Lets slow it down, change the sound, feel the love
Take a puff, fill the cup, crank it up
Vibin' out, lost in clouds, to many drinks
I can't count, it all goes black, bring it back
I blast the boom box like it's still the 80's
Bring home the daisies for my lady, watchin' classics with bad graphics
Blastin' Tupac, like he still walk
Watch the sunset, from the corvette, life's a blessin
Imma old soul in the present, ain't no stressin'
Call this a legend, follow me I take you to heaven, yeah
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Hit the gas to the max and I sit back
Hit the gas to the max and all I do is relax
Old school rides, old school vibes, yeah
Old school rhymes, old school times, yeah
Old school kind, sippin' on this wine, in the LA sunshine, with the dollar signs
Credits
Writer(s): Sahil Sewani
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