Big Koast - City Of Dreams (L.A. Kings) lyrics

Intro Yeah, Damn sh** is crazy bro, f** man Let me take you back for a second bro You remember? Look Verse 1 We bumped the heat on the way to school Reclined the sofa seats as we played the tunes Blasting it, In ya 91 ford tempo Windows bent low, felt like we were the best bro Got out and a pit got so f**in pissed Cause I looked straight in his eyes and called him a b**h And when we ditched, I forged the notes quick Got the PRC slips & nobody noticed Once you cut my hair and f**ed up, So I had to wear a hat When I didn't take it off, the teacher was mad We scuffled man I got kicked out of cla** And didn't leave the room Til everybody clapped Walking home, didn't feel like doing home work so Instead we were recording Hold up Ka ka ka f**ing around with tracks in our rooms with a broke a** mic Then I'd Dj the parties, became west koast at night From when we took out first hit and couldn't stop coughing Then graduated to clubs as temporary alcoholics Tecate cans, so many Kickbacks at the condo Writing memories on empty bottles People sleeping on the stairs dayam they were gone bro While Animal Stomping out hats on the dance floor House parties at my crib while my parents were gone If they only knew what went on while were alone Then to SB, IV, remember Halloween? 40 people in our room, big parties in the streets Homie took my bed, its cool cause he got with a fee Later I'd be chilin in the same room making beats Patio furniture inside as we kick up our feet Grabbed a drink and the guitar and wed hit the beach Got the grades and we'd be Back home for the break Did a lot those days, All those moments were great Never went to Europe but somehow we made it to Paris Party all the time, sh** we made that apparent Beer bongs, hookahs, we'd shotgun the cans Backyards with homies plotting our master plans To live it up for that summer and have a blast Man we went out every night once the homie came back We drove way too fast, out to find a great catch We'd hit the club, but never to dance, out for the A.. That's where I found her up, my seniorita Would drive every other weekend just to meet her So much happened it's hard to believe it A few years later I would have to leave… Hook My big city of dreams Palm trees, 90 degrees We chief and hit the beach While we freak it with some fee's Looking at everything I have to leave My big city of dreams (x5) Just know I'll be back to be the King Verse 2 I remember… Right before I left LA, I wanted to press play So I'd hop out the basement and take the car out late Question my fate,I was stuck on my chase Tryin' to find my place, driving down P.C.H Blastin Eternal, the waves made it right Switching lanes, those drives changed my life Koastin', didn't let me feel insane inside 2am just the beats as I stared at night Depressed inside, and me I was scared of life But the rays of light, palm trees and the amazing sights Would take all the stress away A young King I couldn't separate My music or my paper chase I prayed my dreams wouldn't fade away So many nights I stayed awake Pressed record and prayed for days Id finally make my way Would I return, after I drove away? I still don't know, and it's so hard to say No matter what I can't forget the memories we made All the beats we k**ed, all the songs we slayed The tapes in my head I so often play From the gorgeous place I can not replace (LA) Hook 2: My big city of dreams Palm trees, 90 degrees We used to chief and hit the beach While we freaked it with some fee's Looking at everything I had to leave My big city of dreams (x5) Just know I'll be back to be the King Outro Talking: You remember all the spots bro Reminiscing man, all the beaches Zuma, Santa Monica, Venice All the spots we'd go out to man Hollywood, LA, Downtown Yeah the Valley bro, The SFV Even out to the OC, Pasadena, Oceanside, Even Diego man All the spots Id rest to sleep All the places we'd party bro All those nights man…. yizzir That's right My big city of dreams, palm trees, 90 degrees Looking at all the memories It's where I started everything Now i see how much it means Yeah I see how much it means Do you see how much it means? Don't trip, Yizzir, I'll back to be the king To all the places I lived, to all the places we chilled To everything that we did, every night that we k**ed The place I can't erase from my past Even when I Never Look Back The place that made me who I am Yeah, Where I found my love No matter where I am, Where I go I can never forget where I'm from LA, …The City Of Angels. My home… Yizzir.. Hook My big city of dreams Palm trees, 90 degrees We used to chill and hit the beach While we freaked it with some fee's Looking at everything I had to leave My big city of dreams (x5) Just know I'll be back to be the King