Surf Ave. Kota the Friend (Ft. Chris Scholar)

[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