A song a day for six years
Seems like light years away from today
Too many coincidences and instances of God's hand
It's insane
I thought my way to greatness
I could claim this
But He gave me the brains
You know what I'm saying?
And those thoughts can get confusing
It's amusing
But tonight we celebrate
Lay me down
Burn me out
Call me home
Let me know
I'm ready to go
'Cause I was down
Now I float
Oh, what's reality lately?
Remember dreams seemed far away
With Spencer Bentley's I laid in Hardaway
Now my beats make beats for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
With Spencer Bentley's I laid in Hardaway
Now my beats make beats for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
And I don't mean John Travolta
Yeah
And I don't mean John Travolta
Dancing under sunsets in the mountains
Just reflecting for the day
I've seen this in my head a million times
But to see it come to life is just insane
Champagne and orange juice
Mimosas were perfection in the waves
That all can get confusing
It's amusing
But tonight we celebrate
Lay me down
Burn me out
Call me home
Let me know
I'm ready to go
'Cause I was down
Now I float
Oh, what's reality lately?
Remember dreams seemed far away
With Spencer Bentley's I laid in Hardaway
Now my beats make beats for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
With Spencer Bentley's I laid in Hardaway
Now my beats make beats for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Lay me down
Burn me out
Call me home
Let me know
I'm ready to go
'Cause I was down
Now I float
Oh, what's reality lately?
Remember dreams seemed far away
With Spencer Bentley's I laid in Hardaway
Now my beats make beats for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
With Spencer Bentley's I laid in Hardaway
Now my beats make beats for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Far away
Hardaway
Holidays
Don't mean John Travolta
Far away
Hardaway
Holidays
Don't mean John Travolta
Far away
Hardaway
Holidays
Don't mean John Travolta
Call me out
I'm ready to go