Lyrics:
no, you can't hit this potent
Me I just got a new Rollie
I did that shit by my lonely
I'm going in for the moment
I'm going in for a life time
Send us
run out on the statute of limitations
Armed robberies, I'll snatch it, no hesitation
I'm a Coney Island legend, the statue's in front of Nathan's
island is a dream.
Get paid by the day then get high by the beach
Like trial by fire order. Violent, serene
I’m just tryna make a boat then I’ll try
the one to rise up & harvest "That's me"
By 2020 see me run the fuckin' chart list "Let's go"
I’m the fuckin' man, yeah I’m the fuckin' sergeant "I am"
another dream
One that keeps me warm and clean
But I ain't dreamin' anymore, girl, I'm waking up
So I'll take two of what you're having and I'll take
imported, plug came out of Russia
Might have to spill that four, I got pesos
I'm on an island with the cash like Diego
Snowflake when I drip, I got rose
Ooh oh, hey
Hey, oh-oh, hey
He comes from a foreign place
An island far away
Intrigues me with every move
Til' I'm breathless, I'm helpless
Ooh oh, hey
Hey, oh-oh, hey
He comes from a foreign place
An island far away
Intrigues me with every move
Til' I'm breathless, I'm helpless
the crib hit me on my line better not be boppers in the way skirt skirt woo woo and you know that we wallen I'm Andy samberg bitch and this lonely island you
life, but just stay in sight
So I'm shootin' for my dreams, hit the booth and it boost my esteem
The Pro Era crew recruitin' in them fiends by the boat
Check it lil bitch how Im ridin
Sound so vibrant
Smokin on an island the money keep Piling
That lifestyle Im strivin and thrivin
To pass my horizons
I am in my car when I'm lonely
(when I'm horny)
Trappin' in a bando till the mornin'
And I'm tripping in ViVien
Monclear on my coat
And my bitch is
like I'm the last to leave
Nova Scotia
The crumbling wharf is stony grey
Fog horn moans across the bay
Cape Island boats glide in like ghosts
From
Breaking the shackle bands with no battle plan
I'm just a lonely mollusk
Anxiety balled up from all the phony, false loves
That light at the end seems like
Breaking the shackle bands with no battle plan
I'm just a lonely mollusk
Anxiety balled up from all the phony, false loves
That light at the end seems like
Down this is summer nineteen
Always had to keep it clean but I'm lonely in the nighttime
I was flexing dressing tryna make a name
But I knew I was
Told her to come and don't be begging for a room
Cause why am I spending fore' you give it up
I'm done with cuddling and love
Every last women
My life a interstate I drive it like I’m Ricky Bobby
My life a island in da water, bitches call me papi
My life a bitch we still fuckin I just switch
there for me
'Cause, uh, gangstas need love too
Since you've been away I've been down and lonely
Since you've been away I've been thinkng
ass niggas
Uh, all day I'm rocked up
Plottin' on a bad bitch to come and suck dick
Cook French toast and clean the bathroom
There's piss all
down lower East Side with my niggas)
(I have no idea where I was)
(I was on my way to a family reunion)
(In a car on the Long Island expressway headed
So by the end, I know where I'll stand
Anybody, can you hear me
(Just wanna fix it, I can't learn to risk it)
Anybody, can you see me
(I'm on an island
place
Oh wait that was the overstimulation of my Face
Well mind incase I find the place where lines Get chased by time
Please make a note i'm fine
Wanna be marooned on a desert island
Enchanted by the waves
Surrounded by the silence
Make a clean escape
Been too long in civilization
I got to get
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