Folk Music Far East Movement

[Hook]
We making Polk folk music, something to roll to
This is for my homies in the Cadillac
Making Polk folk music, Polk folk music
All my neighborhood home boys are rats
We making Polk folk music, something to roll to
This is for my homies in the Cadillac
Making Polk folk music, Polk folk music
All my neighborhood home boys are rats

[Verse 1: Kev Nish]
When I'm walking down the street, I'm just doin my thang
I'm singing in the shower like I sing in the rain
I'm blessed with every hour, second, day
I could take a breath, refresh to free
And better yet, me, true to my name
Kev Nish on a Sunday, who wanna play
Flip flops and socks, reeboks and tank tops
Hot dogs, coleslaw and my old boombox
Pumping old hip hop, 5 dog, snoop dogg, Tim dog
Then call my pops, waddup dog
LA, ain't the same less
I'm a do me, we can do we, individuality
Hustle for cheese
Struggle to feed
I'ma give a dollar for you, nothing deep
I could pop my collar for you, pass me the green
I'ma write a lyric or two, that's doing me