- Island Man Feat BLU 歌詞 KOTA The Friend
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- KOTA The Friend Island Man Feat BLU 歌詞
- KOTA The Friend
- Kota the Friend:]
F**k the world, I dont need friends
I can do this s**t alone, same way I came in
Its the only way my cynicism intend to make sense
Cause aint nobody by you when you trying to make rent
When a dollar hard to find, when you trying to scrape cents
Just to get a small meal when the living get real, yo
Backstabbers in the shadows
Used to be naive, now I got them on my maps bro
I dodge em like the toll roads and I dont even fully trust the app yet
F**k banks keep the real money in my mattress
Cause I dont trust no one, and I dont need a cosign
Trying to get they fingers in my gold mine
And I believe in myself even when the world dont
And I dont need to worry bout the weak links
Standing on my O-line
I read the gaps closed and create my own holes
Third string winning titles on his own, dog
I be on my island
Cause n***as always coming at your soul
Praying that one day you gonna fold, dog
I be on my island
Cause people finna stab you in the back
In your face steady putting on an act, so
I be on my island
Cause ever body playing f**king games
So we all look at everybody strange, dog
I be on my island
Cause I be sick and tired of the garbage
Hop into my ship and I be off this
First we was only after Gs like the letter H
Then we was only after meals like we never ate
Only thing after bills is the trill face
And the thrill only tastes better when its with the grill
Grace in your facelike a hundred mill
Hungry meals was the hundred year milk
How do you feel in the field when its real
And them bills make you feel like you drowning in your own house
Blowing clouds, I might go mouth on the mountain
Counting all my blessings trying to tell it to my hot men
Muhammad, Mandela, Malcolm, Martin
And still cant fit all the merits in the margin
I be having thoughts of becoming a farmer
Getting married or being a single father for my daughter
I bought her all the water on the planet
And put it on a song in case she ever gets stranded
I be on my island
Cause n***as always coming at your soul
Praying that one day you gonna fold, dog
I be on my island
Cause people finna stab you in the back
In your face steady putting on an act, so
I be on my island
Cause ever body playing f**king games
So we all look at everybody strange, dog
I be on my island
Cause I be sick and tired of the garbage
Hop into my ship and I be off this
These fools mad shameless
Thats why best friends become strangers
Always gotta watch for the danger
Everybody suspect, all I see is snakes
So I keep my hair straight till I passing through the days
I be dolo, brim bank kicking in my dojo
Free spirit living like Im yoko
Small town full of small minds moving slow-mo
Stuck in the moment, still staring at a photo, its all the same
I be on a plane with a knapsack
Looking at the clouds moving mad fast
Driving on the 99 going 85 in the Saab
Switching lanes on theCalifornia high
Island man in full effect
My current being forced is no regrets
I make tunes sleep water bread
And live free of every complex
Dropping out the contest
Hoping you dont take me out of context
I be on my island
Cause n***as always coming at your soul
Praying that one day you gonna fold, dog
I be on my island
Cause people finna stab you in the back
In your face steady putting on an act, so
I be on my island
Cause ever body playing f**king games
So we all look at everybody strange, dog
I be on my island
Cause I be sick and tired of the garbage
Hop into my ship and I be off this
I be on my island
Cause n***as always coming at your soul
Praying that one day you gonna fold, dog
I be on my island
Cause people finna stab you in the back
In your face steady putting on an act, so
I be on my island
Cause ever body playing f**king games
So we all look at everybody strange, dog
I be on my island
Cause I be sick and tired of the garbage
Hop into my ship and I be off this
I be on my island
Cause n***as always coming at your soul
Praying that one day you gonna fold, dog
I be on my island
Cause people finna stab you in the back
In your face steady putting on an act, so
I be on my island
Cause ever body playing f**king games
So we all look at everybody strange, dog
I be on my island
Cause I be sick and tired of the garbage
Hop into my ship and I be off this
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