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