Islands
Tryna go to the islands
But I ain't got the cheese so my brother made this beat
So while everybody wildin
I sit back and smoke my weed while I listen to this heat
Girl you so amazin
I can't tell girl are you blasian
I need em all different races
So I can go to different places
When I get high I'm in my zone
Higher than kanye ego bitch a nigga on the throne
I'm still up and coming but that's not for very long
And I don't need a handout Ima do this on my own
Ride or die but most the time that shit is temporary
So I don't trust bitches and most niggas are simply scary
Niggas claim that they ready to ride...
But is you ready die!
No, so stay up in ya lame
You ain't really in the field you ain't playin in the game
A real nigga I remain
Solid til my eulogy and that's never gone change
Ain't hoppin on these bitches rather go hop on a plane
But plane tickets expensive so a nigga can't complain
I stay down until my day come
If you don't know my music then you better wake up
Tryna go to the islands
But I ain't got the cheese so my brother made this beat
So while everybody wildin
I sit back and smoke my weed while I listen to this heat
Girl you so amazin
I can't tell girl are you blasian
I need em all different races
So I can go to different places
But I ain't got the cheese so my brother made this beat
So while everybody wildin
I sit back and smoke my weed while I listen to this heat
Girl you so amazin
I can't tell girl are you blasian
I need em all different races
So I can go to different places
When I get high I'm in my zone
Higher than kanye ego bitch a nigga on the throne
I'm still up and coming but that's not for very long
And I don't need a handout Ima do this on my own
Ride or die but most the time that shit is temporary
So I don't trust bitches and most niggas are simply scary
Niggas claim that they ready to ride...
But is you ready die!
No, so stay up in ya lame
You ain't really in the field you ain't playin in the game
A real nigga I remain
Solid til my eulogy and that's never gone change
Ain't hoppin on these bitches rather go hop on a plane
But plane tickets expensive so a nigga can't complain
I stay down until my day come
If you don't know my music then you better wake up
Tryna go to the islands
But I ain't got the cheese so my brother made this beat
So while everybody wildin
I sit back and smoke my weed while I listen to this heat
Girl you so amazin
I can't tell girl are you blasian
I need em all different races
So I can go to different places
Credits
Writer(s): Dacari Tillery
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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