[Verse 1: Apathy]
Ayo, CT forever, we settin' sail in the morning
Waterfront property, boat dock and the mooring
I'm from where the Sox and Yankees fans be warrin'
Sell a multi-million mansion when I'm not tourin'
Girls be lookin' good, all exotic and foreign
A private puddle-jumper to Block Island we soarin'
Katharine Hepburnin' our money, move out to Fenwick
Never had to make a comeback, baby, I been sick
Rockin' Jimi Hendrix, all our summers are endless
'Cause we pay them paid dues, shed blood in the trenchеs
While y'all sat on the benchеs, scared like little bitches
We was formin' LLCs and doin' business
Porsches, cribs with the wrap around porches
Four hundred guns fortified like a fortress
When we movin' ammo, we need pallets and forklifts
Suckers tryna play hardcore become corpses
North Swell jackets on our backs, white Pats hats
Got the boats out on the water where white caps crash
I don't remember last night but slight flashbacks
Tell me we was movin' some bags with tight cash stacks
Yacht Club dues fees all up to date
You'd think I had bulimia how I cut the weight
We still pushin' them shirts sayin', "Fuck the fakes"
Touch the paper, you'll get uppercut to space
[Chorus: Kappa Gamma & Apathy]
On the open sea!
Never felt so free!
Y'all know my steez!
Feel the ocean breeze!

Now breathe in now breathe out
Waves in, waves out
Now breathe in, now breathe out
Waves in, waves out
Now breathe in, now breathe out
Waves in, waves out
Now breathe in, now breathe out
Waves in, waves...

[Verse 2: Apathy]
Ayo CT the greatest, we never acknowledge haters
Calhoun status, the savagest college players
Tate George last second shot to murder Clemson
Rappers who yappin', I'll slap 'em out the third dimension
Speedboat dippin', skippin' gotta hold the bucket down
Nantucket bound, they celebrate when we come around
The whole Block Island sound is my hood
I got imitators but none of 'em be soundin' as good
Got them Xtratuf boots and a cooler full of stripers
Clean and guttin' fishes like what I do to ciphers
Cigarette smokin' grandmothers speaking righteous
Words of pure wisdom while cursin' their arthritis
This is every summer, every borough and block
I been rockin' for three decades, I'm too thorough to stop
I started with real estate and straight set up shop
Selling mad houses even if the rates don't drop
So now I'm headin' back to Fenwick, tryna birdie the courses
Welfare to Wall Street, what a metamorphosis
There's Kennedy in my genetics but not enough
My great-great-great-grandparents just had it rough
So I'm sitting here gettin' that paper to add it up
Make a pile, stack it up, grab the cue, rack 'em up
Y'all don't know a flex like ownin' a house in Essex
Much love from Connecticut the motherfuckin' freshest
[Chorus: Kappa Gamma & Apathy]
On the open sea!
Never felt so free!
Y'all know my steez!
Feel the ocean breeze!

Now breathe in, now breathe out
Waves in, waves out
Now breathe in, now breathe out
Waves in, waves out
Now breathe in, now breathe out
Waves in, waves out
Now breathe in now breathe out
Waves in, waves out

[Outro: sample of 'I Cover the Waterfront' by Billie Holiday]
I cover the waterfront
I'm watching the sea
Will the one I love be coming back to me?
I cover the waterfront