

Yeah, yeah
Unfurl the map,
we rolling out
Kickstands up, rubber meets the warm tar No destination,
we don't need a sports car
Shadows dancing on the brick facade Just two wheels and a pocketful
of backyard stars
Feel the heat rising up off the concrete Nodding to the rhythm
of a block party drum beat Yeah,
we glide through the afternoon haze Chasing the golden-era summer day glaze
(uh-huh) Rolling down the avenue,
no worries in the lane
Catching every breeze, washing off the winter rain
(yeah) Just a summer bounce,
keep it moving right
Underneath the canopy of golden yellow light
Spokes spinning like a classic record player Layer after layer,
we the city's bricklayers Building up the vibe from the stoop to
the roof No proof needed,
the feeling is the truth Ice in the cup,
melting down to the bottom Old school dreams,
yeah we finally got 'em
Wave to the neighbors,
keep the pedaling light
Everything is easy when the rhythm is right
Just float, let the wheel spin
(hummmmm) Yeah, ride it out,
ride it out
Rolling down the avenue,
no worries in the lane
Catching every breeze, washing off the winter rain (yeah) Just a summer
bounce, keep it moving right
Underneath the canopy of golden yellow light
Just coasting now
Sun setting over the block (mhhmmm)
Keep it
rolling