Vision
We need emotional content
Beach Ghosts on vacation
With no fucking destination
We don't need an explanation
We just build a reputation
Hold up, the phone is ringing
It's Mike Tyson on the line, I think I'm freaking
What am I supposed to say, what am I thinking?
He said he's sorry I couldn't make it to the meeting
I said I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the meeting
Calling me his brother
I don't know where he got this number
Having drinks with my father
On Summerwind in the harbor
Since then I knew, my future is my armor
You're just background noise
Why should I even bother?
Pile of money a day
Keep it coming one way
Put it aside, save everything
I need to go far away
Go away far from home
Ain't come back no more
Leave it behind
Already signed
Already out that door
Pile of money a day
Keep it coming one way
Put it aside, save everything
I need to go far away
Go away far from home
Ain't come back no more
Leave it behind
Already signed
Already out that door
Beach Ghosts on vacation
With no fucking destination
We don't need an explanation
We just build a reputation
Beach Ghosts on vacation
With no fucking destination
We don't need an explanation
We just build a reputation
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
Beach Ghosts on vacation
With no fucking destination
We don't need an explanation
We just build a reputation
Hold up, the phone is ringing
It's Mike Tyson on the line, I think I'm freaking
What am I supposed to say, what am I thinking?
He said he's sorry I couldn't make it to the meeting
I said I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the meeting
Calling me his brother
I don't know where he got this number
Having drinks with my father
On Summerwind in the harbor
Since then I knew, my future is my armor
You're just background noise
Why should I even bother?
Pile of money a day
Keep it coming one way
Put it aside, save everything
I need to go far away
Go away far from home
Ain't come back no more
Leave it behind
Already signed
Already out that door
Pile of money a day
Keep it coming one way
Put it aside, save everything
I need to go far away
Go away far from home
Ain't come back no more
Leave it behind
Already signed
Already out that door
Beach Ghosts on vacation
With no fucking destination
We don't need an explanation
We just build a reputation
Beach Ghosts on vacation
With no fucking destination
We don't need an explanation
We just build a reputation
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
You don't even know how to drop it
Turn around, boy need to pop it
Going so hard, I need to top it
Going so fast, I can't stop it
Been a while but I gotta swap, swap
These other lame dudes and the cops, cops
For my boys running drop tops
And the other ones running chop shops
Credits
Writer(s): Alexandru Pirvu
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