Pay For

Aye, life is what you make it
Days like this yeah I swear that I would pay for
I got time but I'm always moving too fast
So this summer man I swear I'm bout to lay back

This summer man I'm cooking on the low
I don't want no pressure, want no smoke
I just want to chill up out the house
And somehow make some money cause I'm broke

Talk about the life I live
I just wanna play my jams, I just wanna hold you close,
Shout my praise like, oou
Bring out the vibes like this, this like every night
Lay out on the beach, man I love my life

Sing my song for you
Life moves way too fast
One day Imma be in LA with my boys out back
Tellin stories how we would always act a fool
But we really bout that work man it feels so good

Aye, life is what you make it
Days like this yeah I swear that I would pay for
I got time but I'm always moving too fast
So this summer man I swear I'm bout to lay back

Aye, life is what you make it
Days like this yeah I swear that I would pay for
I got time but I'm always moving too fast
So this summer man I swear I'm bout to lay back