[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