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