Beachside (feat. Alon Crooks)

Yeah Don't think that I loved her Too much In my own shit to assess the situation Should be on some grown shit but too busy contemplating How to get the bag with two commas Buy a house for my momma and pops close to the water Take them back to their childhoods in the islands But this time different no struggle its all smiling Put my team on, in other realities my dreams gone So I guess I got no choice but to sing songs Kid in Atlanta, didn't know country grammar So I stuck out like when I spoke Had an accent, made some jokes Didn't laugh, six years old Got some homies out of it And we still rocking I'm just proud we made it and we lit Beachside by the water No hitting my line Cause I won't bother Stingy with the time Beachside by the water Is where I reside Yes I won't bother No losing this time Foot on the gas Will we crash like the waves Blinkers on in the rain Troubles and the pain Slowly getting over to the HOV lane Partners riding with me Old school limo full of homies that always saw the vision New interior televisions Watching our stock go up The haters throw up Study a lot but sometimes act like I don't know much Watching the world go around And sitting still til its time to make the move Analyzing masterminding with the crew Capitalizing visualizing til its true Now we know what to do Yeah Beachside by the water No hitting my line Cause I won't bother Stingy with the time Beachside by the water Is where I reside Yes I won't bother No losing this time