Surf Ave.

Album cover art for "Surf Ave." by Kota the Friend & Chris Scholar

Kota the Friend & Chris Scholar - Rap, East Coast Rap

Surf Ave.

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[Chorus: Chris Scholar & Kota the Friend] I came from the jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle Now its only countin' hundos tonight I came from the jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle Now its only countin' hundos tonight 'Bout to get it, 'bout to get it, uh, yeah [Verse 1: Kota the Friend] Yo, yo, uh Sun shinin' in this city of the palm trees Forecast 80, I'm sippin' liquor the long green Mama always told me I'm focusin' on the wrong things I don't even visit to catch a glimpse of the fall leaves If I don't make it the situation it's all dreams Philly chick in a long tee my jawn mean They say they only see me on the internet Main girl bugging me asking me if I feel it yet I be on the next wave I don't really got the time to get played I been making raps trying to get played Do it for the love I ain't only trying to get paid Trying to get it all for my son ain't tryna get fame Out the concrete nigga trying to find peace I be in the zone you ascending if you find me I been off the grid in a mission for five weeks Rolling spaceships and putting this shit behind me [Chorus: Chris Scholar & Kota the Friend] I came from the jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle Now its only countin' hundos tonight I came from the jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle Now its only countin' hundos tonight We counting the muthafuckin bands out here I mean- I said I'm rolling fast oh, if anyone asks Just filled up the gas tank and took your bitch on a ride, oh I took her on a ride, I took her on a roller coaster (Yuh) I told her I'd get all, tore up get all, took you on a roll and ting make it all roller coaster (Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo, yo) Like a roller coaster (Yo, yeah) [Verse 2: Kota the Friend] Dollar signs will turn her into a ride or die Used to be a lame now you be the one they idolize About to get this money and power just like you prophesied You ain't gotta ask anybody if they be down to ride You was in the dark and strugglin' when the sun came Everyone that ever was legends had weathered some pain Lot of motherfuckers are selling their soul too fast How long is it going to take all these niggas to see they unchained Taking women to higher places in conversation Happiness and creating of course in moderation Never getting complacent but getting more impatient Appreciate when its rainin' and when the sun is blazin' Get lost in the town where your name known Somehow always found with a way home Mama told me never change for the pesos Sip good, do good, nigga lay low [Chorus: Chris Scholar & Kota the Friend] I came from the jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle Now its only countin' hundos tonight I came from the jungle, jungle, jungle, jungle Now its only countin' hundos tonight We counting the muthafuckin bands out here I mean- I said I'm rolling fast oh if anyone asks Just filled up the gas tank and took your bitch on a ride, oh I took her on a ride, I took her on a roller coaster (Yeah) I told her I'd get all, tore up get all, took you on a roll and ting make it all roller coaster At a roller coaster Yeah

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  • Kota the Friend