Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Apathy]
Ayo CT forever, we settin' sail in the morning
Waterfront property, boat dock and a 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 them paid dues, shed blood in the trenches
While y'all sat on the benches, scared like little *****es
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
Suckas tryin' to 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' "**** the fakes"
Touch the paper, you'll get uppercut to space


[Chorus: Kappa Gamma]
On the open sea
Never felt so free
Y'all know my steez
Feel the ocean breeze
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (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' they 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 tryin' to 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 mutha****in' freshest


[Chorus: Kappa Gamma]
On the open sea
Never felt so free
Y'all know my steez
Feel the ocean breeze
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)
Now breathe in now breathe out
[Ap:] (Waves in, waves out)