Lyrics:
Bringing warmth to my cold bones
Have I hit your shore?
Cause it feel like I've found what I've been searching for
I have never been so lonely
As I was in
my eyes
Islands of light guide you tonight
Here the trees are made of smoke – the wind hears when they fall
Ice drips like an angel's eye, tears make
Tryn satisfy the world somehow it left me lonely
Most the time, been by myself i feel like fuck my homies.. middle of the winter i been through
over here, so follow me
Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P, let me guide you through the smoke, G
If only I wasn't travellin' down this road by my
Control freak
Walkin' like a boss by my lonely
Got two type of sides if you know me
One-of-one really different in my own league
I've been
Searchin'
abound, bird bones and guano UH)
If you are a strong swimmer
You can have a picnic
Where they practiced their missions
I'll cure my lonely condition
there ain't no other
Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover
Yo, Tip don't worry none you know I get the party jumping
Get on the mic
dream
They do
Glad I'm still not
What world?
I create when I dream, in my life when I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
raise this generation
My respect to the mother's that be holdin' it down
But it sure would be nice to have my daddy around
[Verse 1:]
All I need is
What I see is how I feel and damn
I'm alone
I am lonely lonely lonely
I am lonely lonely in my life
I am lonely lonely lonely
God help me help me
Been going through these Changes
And they say they miss the old Me
I been getting faded all by my Lonely
I be smoking DUMB DUMB
Trynna to run from
of Versailles with a queen by my side
In this hot girl summer, I'm just trying to find a wife
Visualizing from every island that's on Hawaii
With my team
Island, New York (put ten years on this beat)
Brooklyn, Queens, The Bronx, Manhattan, Uptown (cock that shit)
You know takin' my early days, let's take
type of dream
I'm lonely when I'm not between her love
That the queen, yeah
She probably with my homie by now
Probably talkin' to my homie by now
sparkle like a diamond
Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket lining
Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion
Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian,
when they hated
Open Mic crush shit blank faces
Staring back at me like off to the races
But you aint gonna top my shit at all
You aint never gonna
give me a toke
So I Don’t fuck up the rotation
Puff puff give
I’ll take a word smith
Vacation
Next on the mic
Is my bro ravioli
Ravioli: third eye
you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I'm by my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
like a diamond
Dreaming on this island
While your just back home crying
You know you need to be by yourself
Before you go and hurt someone else
Count
All these girls slidin in my DM's
Like we playin on a playground
We was rappin on a cup mic
Like we came a long way now
All this stress up in my head
an existentialist's view, I'm a better rapper then you
Grab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2
My attitude is fucked up but abrogable
Different methods
(You don't even know me)
Rollin' off a perc', that's why I been movin' slowly
Zero to a milli' makin' hits by my lonely
Preachin' through the mic
the sticks and ride around
There's a man above the mountain top
Wants to go down breath the salt air by the shore
There's a guy on an island, he ain't
the sticks and ride around
There's a man above the mountain top
Wants to go down breath the salt air by the shore
There's a guy on an island, he ain't
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