Feeling hazy but my mind clear It’s gonna be a good year Feeling hazy but my mind clear It’s gonna be a good year Take a picture for the road Sand crunching between my toes Sweating but I feel composed I’m sweating but I feel composed Tanned girls in red bikinis just looking for reasons Changing up locations as time changes up the seasons Blinded by the light Sunshine beaming on waves Kick a ball, bring a bat yeah fuck it let’s play Smell the seasalt in the air mixed with coconut sun cream I was hungry for this moment I ain’t talking bout munchies Every time the waves crash it’s like maccys sprite for eardrums Phone buzzing n buzzing but I could never hear one Dark days behind me so I could never fear one Living in the moment Pineapple with the pear rum Punch, Pinch if I’m dreaming it’s the first of the month Paid out all the dues and still we do what want This one goes out to my haters they believed in me the most Now we cashing out, splashing out, do it coast to coast Sitting on the sand Leaning on a tree Lightest of breeze Make it easy in the heat I take a sip I reminisce Another sip I’m back to bliss I take a sip I reminisce Another sip I’m back to this Feeling hazy but my mind clear It’s gonna be a good year Feeling hazy but my mind clear It’s gonna be a good year
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Feeling hazy but my mind clear
It’s gonna be a good year
Feeling hazy but my mind clear
It’s gonna be a good year
Take a picture for the road
Sand crunching between my toes
Sweating but I feel composed
I’m sweating but I feel composed
Tanned girls in red bikinis just looking for reasons
Changing up locations as time changes up the seasons
Blinded by the light
Sunshine beaming on waves
Kick a ball, bring a bat yeah fuck it let’s play
Smell the seasalt in the air mixed with coconut sun cream
I was hungry for this moment I ain’t talking bout munchies
Every time the waves crash it’s like maccys sprite for eardrums
Phone buzzing n buzzing but I could never hear one
Dark days behind me so I could never fear one
Living in the moment
Pineapple with the pear rum
Punch,
Pinch if I’m dreaming it’s the first of the month
Paid out all the dues and still we do what want
This one goes out to my haters they believed in me the most
Now we cashing out, splashing out, do it coast to coast
Sitting on the sand
Leaning on a tree
Lightest of breeze
Make it easy in the heat
I take a sip I reminisce
Another sip I’m back to bliss
I take a sip I reminisce
Another sip I’m back to this
Feeling hazy but my mind clear
It’s gonna be a good year
Feeling hazy but my mind clear
It’s gonna be a good year