Happy Hour - WEST

(West Coast)
This that, hop on ya skates and maybe slide and hit the block shit
This that roll a blunt or three and smoke until its toxic
Head bumpin', tryna pull the ladies like it's nothin'

This is like a theme song
This is like a theme song

Sunday type of vibin', mama woke me up to clean house
Arethra Franklin singing tends to put me in a dream
Out of all the type of feelings, retrospective when I sweep

This is like a theme song
This is like a theme song

Ocean waves crashing that's the only working remedy
Sentimental moments tend to spark my heartbeat's melody
Apparently, I'm cool under pressure with no one next to me
I'm lookin' out for number one and lookin' down on jealousy

This that self assured shit
This that I want more shit
This that hop on flights and maybe take a whole world tour shit
This is like a theme song
This is like an anthem
I'm taking all the seeds I got, I give my all and plant them
I'm living in this Garden, had to struggle through the darkness
Survive the coldest winter storm, the other side is harvest
Niggas hardly ever take a break to look to where they started
Acknowledge growth to let you know them struggle days departin'

My life circumstance
Fuck it up then repent
Y'all be looking to a nigga
But my vision start to blend

My life circumstance
Fuck it up then repent
Y'all be looking to a nigga
But my vision start to blend

My life circumstance
Fuck it up then repent
Y'all be looking to a nigga
But my vision start to blend

My life circumstance
Fuck it up then repent
Y'all be looking to a nigga
But my vision start to blend

(Look this that)

Written by:
Angel Casillas, Donyea Jenkins, Issac Carri

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