(Verse 1) Rolling through the city, got my crew in the back, No waves on the horizon, but we stay on the track. Concrete

(Verse 1) Rolling through the city, got my crew in the back, No waves on the horizon, but we stay on the track. Concrete jungle, yeah, we ride with that heat, While they catching tides, we hustlin' on the street. (Verse 2) No board under my feet, just the grind in my veins, Stacking paper daily, breaking all of these chains. From the block to the top, we ain't playing no games, Living life like a king, while they chasing the fame. (Verse 3) Got my eyes on the prize, never lose my direction, In a world full of sharks, I’m the one with the protection. Flip the script, watch me shine, I’m the real deal, In this ocean of struggles, I’m the one that can feel. (Verse 4) So I ride through the storm, with my head held high, No need for a surfboard, I’m just too fly. Streetwise mentality, it’s a life that I chose, I don’t surf, I’m a gangster, that’s how the story goes.