Lyrics:
Island nigga fuckin with them G niggaz
we gettin money everyday of the week nigga
it's fast money nigga-Cash Money made me
we blow that purple everyday in
They say leave on top
While you still hot
Island hop
I don't give a fuck bout no opps
I got no adversaries just niggas who want my spot
Like I'm
crackers they handing out felonies won't get the best of me yea
I got a box in the mail ain't no present
My trap stay open like 7 eleven
Sitting dice
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
do I live for bitch?
Anything you say is tmi shut it
She had box braids once upon a time but then she cut them
You looked clueless in the goddamn
with Google, IMDB, YouTube, Renoir's NANA, and Once Upon A Time by Lagerfeld. I'm left with Grandmother's photo box: Kjell sitting there in ballet shoes.
And by the dashboard's lonely glow
I can tell
that you won't be long now
I keep a combination for a lock
I keep a letter safe
what?
What's so funny? A box full o' honey
What I thought a pretty tune was howling at the moon
To keep me company this evening
It's so lonely in
And lo! as if to make amends for all the futile past,
Late in the year he struck it rich, the real pay-streak at last.
The riffles of his sluicing-box
excuses cause we’re so over this”
“what’s it feel like to be alone on an island in the sky?”
you’ll sit back and wonder why when the years start slipping by
see me on the train
Like a homeless man, who's lost his way
I'm so lonely, I'm so lonely
On this cold pavement, I feel like laying
In the middle
Pulled up in a blacked out V
First thing first we don't chase em on feet
Boy how you know it was me
Ghost of the island I came with ski
He wanna be
got a black box
And we're over the mileage (Hm-m)
I don't know why recently
Bare man are gettin' on to the black tings
(Huh?) cah in the commercial
the second im in it
Beat by Babo
Smokin gelato
Second account code safe wit my thot hoe
We goin steady baby on some Rocko
Stuck in a Pot hole
Im bout to pop
(Official Nast, it's hot in here)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yo, yo)
Yo, shut 'em down start the violence, we wildin' wildin'
Slain
got it on me
I know niggas want to harm me
My hood like a jungle
I was raised in the Safari
I'm on the block late night
This shit get lonely
That boy
shit is crazy Boo
(Have you been alright?) You know I miss you
(I feel lonely lonely lonely) Yo woman
Can you put some money in my commissary?
Said I'm fine with being tied in with the lowlifes and the dogs
I keep smilin tho it's tirin I see sunlight at the goal
Up in the clouds
I won't come
(Official Nast, it's hot in here)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yo, yo)
Yo, shut 'em down start the violence, we wildin' wildin'
Slain
been on my
DropTop Lonely shit
I don't trust a nigga
Or trust bitch
What I do in my
Spare time is just
Fuck a bitch
And half of these
Niggas act like
the latest
Dollar bills from bagging
Left in a shoe box aided
In my recovery
Solemn to bubbly
Ain't never ask for much unless
It's to stop the fuckery
Even my ma know I be clickin
Rikers Island, I did time in the system
These niggas lyin, they aint had no victims
Young rich nigga, I be in the trenches
the nerve to talk about embargo from this country
You prosper on private islands, a Mother walks a child hungry
Just to make a line in hopes the monthly
sewer sludge stuck in my throat
And I live in a big pipe on Sog Island
So stop by and have a bowl of rust, you fucking bitch-ass faggot
Faggot, you bitch
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