[Intro ]
Yeah, it was simple back then...
just 10 bucks and a plan.
Queens, you know?

[Verse 1]
Back in the days, cuttin’ class, no doubt,
hit the woods, past the golf course grass.
Pockets empty, still talkin’ like kings,
dreams we shared, smoke, wishin’ for a switch.
Split the leaf, roll it up, pass it quick,
sun burnin’, dust thick — we gettin’ lit.
One lighter, three laughs, light it right,
we said “we gon’ make it,” but we ain’t in sight.
Lunch time, left with just a dime,
ran the same route, same block, same grind.
10 bucks, gather ‘round, we knew what to do,
find the next corner, light it up, feel brand new.

[Hook]
We rollin' up, 10 bucks in the air,
ain’t got much, but we don’t care.
From the block to Fresh Meadows, we ain't scared,
we rollin’ up, light it up, we there.
Same block, same grind, ain’t no time,
flick that lighter, spark it up, we fly.
10 bucks, no limit, hit the sky,
catch us rollin' up, no need to try.

[Verse 2 ]
After school, hop fence to the lot,
bag full of nothin’, still felt hot.
Handball hits hits, sneakers in sand,
we built a world with our own bare hands.
Arizona cans, crack it open, take a sip,
Sam’s sausage egg and cheese, take a bite, take a hit.
No rush, just the grind, no care for the time,
skateboard rollin’, that was our prime.
10 bucks, that’s all we had,
but it lasted longer than any bag.
Smoke in the air, nothing left to prove,
we walked the streets like we had nothing to lose.

[Bridge ]
We were just kids,
but we felt like we had it all.
Those moments — they never really leave.

[ Hook ]
We rollin' up, 10 bucks in the air,
ain’t got much, but we don’t care.
From the block to Fresh Meadows, we ain't scared,
we rollin’ up, light it up, we there.
Same block, same grind, ain’t no time,
flick that lighter, spark it up, we fly.
10 bucks, no limit, hit the sky,
catch us rollin' up, no need to try.

[Outro ]
Back then, it was just us, the block,
and whatever we could light up.
No plans, just moments.
Those days — we felt untouchable.