Lyrics

Summertime poolside, cool, I'm just chllin sippin' on high-life.
It's been a long day but its only getting started, woke up on the couch but this is how I start it.
Ain't got much, but atleast I'm not starvin'.
Make it up as I go along til I try to reach stardom, a BX kid born fresh out of Harlem,
angels from above watching so nothin' can harm him.
Even though we live life like there's no tomorrow, fill up your cup but pour your own sorrows.
Don't forget your morrows, cause we only got one life to live it's not like there is another
one we can borrow.
So let's enjoy life cause tonight we'll party to the moon shines bright.
How it gives light, as we lift our cups up right into the sky, I welcome you to Kush Airlines.

Livin' in the moonlight, on the weekened, where we always find the time to fly.
Don't even bother sleeping, open your eyes, before you know it it'll pass you by.

Sit back and remininsce on what we missed cause it's easier to remember than for us to forget.
Easier to hate than for us to forget, easier to die than for us to live.
This is the jist that it's hard for some to get, cause everyone wants to receive but no one wants to give.
Everyone hates to lose, but they love to win.
Instead of walking the extra mile, most of us just give in.
We think we're winning, but we're really constantly sinning.
When there's pretty and plenty women who don't care if you fit in, how much money you gettin',
the types of whips that you whippin', the types of the clothes that you fit in, they just want to come get it.
So we show up, roll up, blow down, turn up, act up, and pass out.
Woke up in the club and didn't know how, like who the fuck are these people that I'm surrounded around?

Livin' in the moonlight, on the weekend, where we always find the time to fly.
Don't even bother sleeping, open your eyes, before you know it it'll pass you by.

Oh, I'm stressing for the moment when my friends will leave and come again.
But holding on so very tight makes me forget how I feel inside.

So we show up, roll up, blow down, turn up, act up, and pass out, and have a hell of a time.
All we do is just show up, roll up, blow down, turn up, act up, and pass out, HEY,
and have a hell of time.

Livin' in the moonlight, on the weekend, where we always find the time to fly.
Don't even bother sleeping, open your eyes, before you know it it'll pass you by.