Lyrics:
Faith
Faith
Faith
Faith
Faith
Faith
Gotta have faith
In twenty thirteen
Ten people formed a team
Flying overseas
Tryna transform communities
RIP
the SEO strategy
At least two thousand followers, at least ten thousand streams
Oh, viral marketing
We paid per click and by commission, wrote the hits,
Earl On The Beat lousy
Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah ayy, uh, uh
Okay, Tory in my room, we bustin' up a stream
I'm with Jasper, we gonna get this cream
Cash
mother again and tell her about all the beauties he has discovered beyond the island.
In doing so, he overcomes the boundaries imposed on him by society,
on the next
I'm just with my gang
Applying pressure
Feet all on they necks
On myself I'm placing bets
On yuh face I place a X
They ain't gangsta in the flesh
glitter
Looking up at the dying stars
Unloved by all who pass this way
I never really got a chance to say
Like islands in the stream
That get washed
through from my first port of call
I was pressed into time by the men from the line
They didn't tell me where I was going
And I haven't seen my island
I'm sayin
I got these hoes cleaning up
Nigga I'm over here shopping I'm loft shoppin
I got ten streams ten streams of income nigga
Big money coming in
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope
How lucky was I to be raised by the ocean
The waves rocking me to sleep in slow motion
Some people live entire lives without knowing the feel of salt
a home in the deep
Cause Oklahoma don't sleep
Give into the shoes with no feet
King got beat
Tonight the tiger weeps
Leakin' the water from the dew in
on yo phone and you be smiling
Like it's twenty three, told you I'd take you on an island
That be that first class, yea that's perfect timing
Young in
Livin' down in New York town.
Well, it's up in the mornin' tryin' to fins a job of work.
Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt.
If you go
down in New York town.
Well, it's up in the mornin' tryin' to find a job of work.
Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt.
If you got a lot
You see well I was jammin' along on my ones yes once again
I got the feeling that I get when I am 10 out of 10
I got pair of warm socks on my feet
So
the low blows dammit
I show flows and poke ho's that's s'posed to be yours
Seein my haters in a dark alley tormented by mine
Dodgin the Tech Nine
Now here's
love him
When you see me In the street
I want my roses
Spread em down to my feet
I want my roses
While i could still see
Don't give me no praise
When I'm
[Verse One]
Seconds after I have been swept off my feet
Open through the doors and in steps the beat
Complete with medical packs and four fours
A long island
Like it's 10-yards in a row
Just let it go, Poets from
Rabbi teachers, a birth divas
Watch him stroke it slow:
I still feel hits, like some
the drinks
Chip the bread, That's how it thinks
Illustrab Dreams, Holy Reign the King (x4)
[Verse 2]
Quick to send you a plug, A long island
Like it's
good
And we be doin' what they can't, what niggas wish they could
I'm from that Island but Lil Wuss Got me thuggin' by George Bush
We just hopped on 45,
On a hilltop high above
The Dark Island
So gentle the sea breeze
That ripples the bay
Where the stream joins the ocean
And young children play
Yeah
We out here
New York
Check it
It's still the OG with THE BOSS CB
Still runnin up numbers in this LLC
From Harlem Long Island to the LBC
If you
hella woods nigga smoke exotics by the pack
Im good every where yeah nigga I'm like that
Dropped 10 for a chain nigga that's a light stack
Off-white with
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