[ Featuring Devin the Dude ]
Sunny days on the shores of the lake man
Skateboards jumping cracks in the pavement
Head high never "if" I'ma say "when"
Days blur together and we wonder where the time went
Get together when the sun goes down
Pick up some liquor get people around
The cops drive by so we don't make a sound
Put the beers in the bushes and get down on the ground
Nobody let me drive home
Working but we still broke
Livin' for the weekend but it's over in an eighth note
But all good things must come to an end
Sun's coming up and we should all go to bed
The worries of the week start to fill my head
I'd rather reminisce on sunny days instead
I'm thinkin' back to sunny days, yeah
When every weekend we were
Up to somethin' crazy
Our only mission
Gettin' laid and being lazy
But nowadays it seems were livin' for a paycheck yeah
Thinking of those sunny days yeah
Drugs in our system
Made us a feel a funny way, yeah
Nobody listened we were happy in the basement
But now we only seem to worry how to pay rent yeah
No Instagram, no snapchat
No GPS, just MapQuest
Just six dudes in a hatchback
Trying to backtrack to the last gas station
Everyone wore snapbacks Those old JanSport backpacks
Friday nights played blackjack
With spare change from our dad's cache
No rollin' papers? No problem
Grab a pop can and bobby pin
Everything then was so opposite
We were doing dumb shit with no consequence but
Life came and changed real quick
Gotta keep the lights on, food in the fridge
So I had to watch my lifelong friends just switch
But how I still wish we were living like kids
I'm thinkin' back to sunny days, yeah
When every weekend we were
Up to somethin' crazy
Our only mission
Gettin' laid and being lazy
But nowadays it seems were livin' for a paycheck yeah
Thinking of those sunny days yeah
Drugs in our system
Made us a feel a funny way, yeah
Nobody listened we were happy in the basement
But now we only seem to worry how to pay rent yeah
Smoking weed with friends of mine
Feeling fine but not killin' time
Writing raps, spittin' rhymes
First come, first serve, get in line
Studio, pussy, weed and alcohol
Stayin' up all night no bath at all
No bills to pay but payin' dues
Ct the same time I'm tryin' to stay in school
Maybe skipped a class or two
But when you want some ass, that's what you have to do
Now it's different, times have changed
I'm all grown up now, I'm a man
But responsibilities hit ya hard
Want shit today, need shit tomorrow
Gotta go out and get it, no fun and games
Can't help but think about sunny days
I'm thinkin' back to sunny days, yeah
When every weekend we were
Up to somethin' crazy
Our only mission
Gettin' laid and being lazy
But nowadays it seems were livin' for a paycheck yeah
Thinking of those sunny days yeah
Drugs in our system
Made us a feel a funny way, yeah
Nobody listened we were happy in the basement
But now we only seem to worry how to pay rent yeah
