

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Mud on my kicks, dust in the air Sippin’ from a can, nobody care Water so still, it’s mirror clear Sweat on my brow, trouble nowhere Shadows long, sun's on fire Truck bed speakers, climbing higher Cornbread crumbs on a paper plate Livin’ like kings, we don’t gotta wait [Pre-Chorus] Bare feet dance where the willows lean This spot’s ours, no in-between [Chorus] It’s 99 degrees down by the creek Swingin’ from a tire, the rope’s antique Surrounded by my friends, laughin’ deep In the summertime, this life’s a feast [Verse 2] Mosquito hum, slap on my wrist Skippin’ stones, makin’ them twist Shirt soaked through, don’t even flinch Splashin’ like kids, no room for stiff Pocketknife carved hearts on a log Smoky skies rise from the grill fog Ain’t no rush, clocks don’t tick This the kinda life, make it stick
Tags
country, country rap, twangy acoustic guitar riffs layered over punchy beats. a laid-back, rap, summery vibe with a rhythmic bounce and an anthemic hook., groovy 808s
1:29
No
12/9/2025