Sand between my toes, that shit exfoliate my skin The sun beams down at me, I'm tanner than I've ever been A group of friends on the beach, it couldn't be done better I'm just describing the present like I'm motherfucking bedwetter No worries in the world, gluttony, like I'm a squirrel Ate so much damn food later tonight I'll probably hurl But for now that don't matter I'm having some fun The waves crash on the shore with the sun on the horizon Large red speaker, blasting Ferg and Mac Miller Next song comes on, Rocky's 'Fashion Killa' Memories flood back, that tape is so nostalgic Now my homeboy's doing flips and we all gather around it Life's pretty good, wish I could live like this forever Beach chilling got me forgetting all of my past vendettas Walk up to the gas station purchase some snacks And the sun goes below the horizon we all laugh 6 o clock, Saturday On the beach, can't get much higher All of us, looking out, admiring the sunset Tan lines, yeah, fine Soon we settle, start a fire The focus is on now, not fucking round with 'what's next' I don't care bout no degrees, don't give a damn about a bitch Right now the only thing that's on my mind is the fish They graze my toes, warm water up to my knees Just the way it goes, looks like God answered my pleas It gets a tad hot, bring out an industrial fan You want a chill time during summer? I'm your man Skateboard down the dock, yeah it scares the birds The sunset is too pretty, I can't even find the words The sky is lit up by a symphony of pinks and yellows It looks like a painting I swear, the warm wind bellows And the umbrella lodged in the sand comes loose As I take the last sip of my juice, and you know Photos cannot do it justice, you have to be here The squawk of birds and waves crashing nearby is what we hear At this very moment, no I don't have a fear Cause the sunset is all that takes up my frontier 6 o clock, Saturday On the beach, can't get much higher All of us, looking out, admiring the sunset Tan lines, yeah, fine Soon we settle, start a fire The focus is on now, not fucking round with 'what's next' 6 o clock, Saturday On the beach, can't get much higher All of us, looking out, admiring the sunset Tan lines, yeah, fine Soon we settle, start a fire The focus is on now, not fucking round with 'what's next'