on the bridge

alright, oakland heading into frisco, days like this, life feels so simple, days like this i feel like driving, music way up, windows down, i'm vibin', bracing for impact but none is in sight, i'm suspended up high in the air so light, grey beams of concrete and steel encase this unrealness, city skyline can you feel this?, like a shooting star in a galaxy of cars i accelerate left lane headed for wherever, when is all this gonna end? hope never, not a cloud in the atmosphere love the cali weather, paid my tolls, my dues, my bills, and the taxman, all my money gone like dots to a pacman, but i dont fret, the day well homie it ain't done yet, 'cause its only half past three, chillin as the chp zoom swiftly right past me, radio on but im tuned in my own brain, no plan in mind but its okay, oakland heading into frisco, days like this, life feels so simple, days like this i feel like driving, music way up, windows down, i'm vibin', oakland heading into frisco, days like this, life feels so simple, days like this i feel like driving, music way up, windows down, i'm vibin', vibin', i'm vibin', i'm vibin', i'm vibin', i'm vibin', i'm vibin', i'm vibin'