I-95 (feat. Jah Works)

Summertime got me back on I-95

Heading for a beach town looking for a vibe

skanking on the bubble looking for some trouble

Pour another drink darlin, make mine a double

I’ve been steady on the grind trying to get in where it fits

I’ve Been living in the studio working on the hits

Trying to make it sound smart, make it sound funny

Write a few songs to make a little bit of money

But All work, no play drive me crazy

Need to wild out like a sailor on pay day

Screaming out May Day, s o s.

Need to cut it up with the worst and the best

I hit up the fellas and I scream ooh wee

Vegas came through with a fat sack of weed

Load up the van, start the ignition

windows up, no suspicion

Hood rat shit got the subs straight kicking

quick pit stop for Lou’s fried chicken

Timmy got the jokes cause he’s lunchin

Turnin up on the way to the function

Summertime got me back on I-95

Heading for a beach town looking for a vibe

skanking on the bubble looking for some trouble

Pour another drink darlin, make mine a double

On the road again

Just can’t wait to get on the road again

Back on the road again

With all the Bumpin Ugly friends

Road is long and the way is tough

It’s a young man’s game, you got the right stuff

Pour me a double, I really need to feel it

Don’t want no trouble, I come to heal it

Pass the torch, man, it’s your turn now

What kinda weed you smoking? Wow!

Honestly, Mr. Hardesty, really respecting your artistry

Keep the fyah burning a lot

Show after show now we’re earning a lot

Outer Banks, back up to New Jersey

What a life we live

We’re not worthy!

Summertime got me back on I-95

Heading for a beach town looking for a vibe

skanking on the bubble looking for some trouble

Pour another drink darlin, make mine a double

Steady on the grind trying to get in where it fits

I’ve Been living in the studio working on the hits

Trying to make it sound smart, make it sound funny

Write a few songs to make a little bit of money

But All work, no play drive me crazy

Need to wild out like a sailor on pay day

Screaming out May Day, Chesapeake bay way, future so bright it don’t ever get shady

Summertime got me back on I-95

Heading for a beach town looking for a vibe

skanking on the bubble looking for some trouble

Pour another drink darlin, make mine a double