Island

I Know I ain't perfect
But on that im working
Threw the pain im emerging

Biscotti in a wood just need uh cup now I'm vibing
While I'm plotting on a trip to a island
Because I ain't seen none and my conscience just full of violence
Deep down I want to go but immune to this nonsense Aye

Keep on running to that bag cuz I got shit to do
But one thang for sure I ain't got shit to prove
And it's chess not checkers don't get this shit confused
I ain't popping out to no show can't get in with the tool
And when everybody change up ima be the same one
The realist you can't compare me to a soul cuz I'm the illest yea
Get me started and I won't stop until I'm finished
But If she ain't worth my time ima end it
Feel like I ain't got nobody but myself
Soon as this real estate pop go move my fam to somewhere else
Why they say that they got you when they ain't even got they self huh
I play the hand how it's delt
And I know I ain't perfect
But on that I'm working
Through the pain I'm emerging
I wrote my cures in cursive yea yea

Biscotti in a wood just need uh cup now I'm vibing
While I'm plotting on uh trip to uh island
Because I ain't seen nun and my conscience just full of violence
Deep down I want to go but immune to this nonsense aye

Knew I was losing focus seen it clear and had to shake back
Devised me uh plan ain't da time to chill and lay back
Everytime I step behind da mic they know I state facts
And iont idolize these niggas and they can't rap
I been balling out and all the broke niggas hate that
I get in my bag and make it double you trynna make back
I rather hang alone then have uh Judas in my company
I tell you in disguise peeped yo vibe you don't fuck with me
Knowing how I ride if it's up go make it happen
And I don't fear a soul can kill that noise and all that static
Pull up to crib everybody home I'm like what's cracking
Ha dese niggas hoes Its a pageant
Ain't gotta call for the nick because shit we all keep uh cannon
Like I be damned iont make home to my family
So when the pressure on I don't fold and I don't panic
Even when the load heavy it ain't no weight that I can't handle
But ain't no jumpin on this boat if you ain't trynna grab a paddle
These niggas snakes you listen close can here they rattle
But lately I been I been trynna separate from the hate
You out of sight you outta mind right don't feed in to what they say

Biscotti in wood just need uh cup now I'm vibing
While I'm plotting on a trip to a island
Cuz I ain't seen nun and my conscience just full of violence
Deep down I want togo but immune to this nonsense aye



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Writer(s): Keano O’neal
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