Banana Boat (Single)
Yeah
Ayo
Aye
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I was swimming in the deep end and nobody was reaching
So I had to make myself float and then I made my own boat
To paradise don't need advice I just do what I just do
With the bars that I be spitting lately I just been sinning like a mad man so I rap
Many and different hoes they say that I'm too lay back
I'm busy smoking these wraps
In my mind like all the time talking to my old self
Can't believe how far I come use to be stuck inside the mud
Now I'm stuck between her thighs writing her these lovely songs
Cause I can't express it unless it's with a beat hoe
Yeah I made this beat
Woah
Crazy instrumentals
I go off on my own pace how are you in last place
You say that you got more clout
I do this on the weekends
A hobby that I mastered
You ain't shit without your team
Mister independent but I don't never really flex it
All I really need to fucking do
Is introduce
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
It's 4 AM and I'm still up my brain is always spinning
The reason why I OD so I can get some damn sleep
I think this is my 6 life cause all the wisdom that I
Spitting at these people they be thinking that we equal but
I'm just built so different all these other fuckers act the same
How is that
I don't know
I just living like I do
I know I won't live long so let me leave em these songs
LTR the fucking clique shout out to the fucking goons
My day ones are my day ones so never get it twisted
If I make it imma bring them all
That's on god and all of that
Get em paid looking like we really rob the fucking bank
Staying faded like my cut I swear I'm really fresh to death
I'm looking for some meaning I'm out here having meeting with
Me myself and I
Cause I'm bossing up
Listen close
My beats are fucking better and my bars just leveled up bitch
Thanks to all the damn drugs my mind is just expanding so
This might be the last time
That I rap these dope line
Give it to you so raw
That you might need plan b
But ain't nobody like me
These rappers carbon copies
Fuck with me
T the C
Really get to know me
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
Ayo
Aye
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I was swimming in the deep end and nobody was reaching
So I had to make myself float and then I made my own boat
To paradise don't need advice I just do what I just do
With the bars that I be spitting lately I just been sinning like a mad man so I rap
Many and different hoes they say that I'm too lay back
I'm busy smoking these wraps
In my mind like all the time talking to my old self
Can't believe how far I come use to be stuck inside the mud
Now I'm stuck between her thighs writing her these lovely songs
Cause I can't express it unless it's with a beat hoe
Yeah I made this beat
Woah
Crazy instrumentals
I go off on my own pace how are you in last place
You say that you got more clout
I do this on the weekends
A hobby that I mastered
You ain't shit without your team
Mister independent but I don't never really flex it
All I really need to fucking do
Is introduce
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
It's 4 AM and I'm still up my brain is always spinning
The reason why I OD so I can get some damn sleep
I think this is my 6 life cause all the wisdom that I
Spitting at these people they be thinking that we equal but
I'm just built so different all these other fuckers act the same
How is that
I don't know
I just living like I do
I know I won't live long so let me leave em these songs
LTR the fucking clique shout out to the fucking goons
My day ones are my day ones so never get it twisted
If I make it imma bring them all
That's on god and all of that
Get em paid looking like we really rob the fucking bank
Staying faded like my cut I swear I'm really fresh to death
I'm looking for some meaning I'm out here having meeting with
Me myself and I
Cause I'm bossing up
Listen close
My beats are fucking better and my bars just leveled up bitch
Thanks to all the damn drugs my mind is just expanding so
This might be the last time
That I rap these dope line
Give it to you so raw
That you might need plan b
But ain't nobody like me
These rappers carbon copies
Fuck with me
T the C
Really get to know me
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
I ain't been the same
I'd be lying if I say
That I don't miss the old days
Kick it with the homies
Money be the main goal
I been stuck in limbo
Cooking all this damn dope
Sell it on the low low
Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Gomez Chuey
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