Lyrics:
way to greatness baby
You can follow
I'm not a role model though
Go get your own
I had to do this
Do this all alone
Yeah
Only forward motions
I got
of dreaming
Passport boys we on the way
I go to Bora Bora to the beach just to lay
Jamaica got the vibes
I can stay here everyday
Sicily I relax and go make
boys show me love just for keepin' it trill
Dozen lawyers on the team, I'd rather keep 'em close
Bill Cosby dead in prison, I could see the quotes
the game
Always stackin my economy
Pretty bitches all in front of me
West coast touching down in Venice beach
I could never make an enemy
Take you out
Booked a one way and told my dawg I was coming
Sold me on a dream and I didn't get the receipt
But shit is all wavy when u living by the beach
I would pay
I'm
Buildin' me a big wall
Blockin' out you haters while I'm
Grabbin' on my white balls
One time for the dirty boys
Loud square bodies out makin' all
to the beach
(Showing off, showing off our teeth)
So make one last call back home
'Cause tonight we go it alone
And I hope that you know I'm waiting,
a lil boy who reside by the coast
I know what I'm doin
I'm steady pursuing
I'm tryna run up on a bag
Yeah
Me and the homies on top
Ain't never gon swap
We
cry, mind getting confused
Since he won't say a word to me, I figured I'd just ask you
What up, pop? Ya baby boy is all grown
I can't complain about
Nukunuku a puaa goes swimming by
I want to go back to my little grass shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii
I want to be with all the kanes and wahines that I
look at what's become you
I don't know and don't even wanna confront you
You ain't my nigga
You ain't my nigga
T'es pas mon boy
T'es pas mon boy
You
boy
All I know is I gotta get more, boy
Had to be my feet now it's DJ on the beat
No time to meet and greet
How I'm creeping through the streets
You
under covers with our coffee talking
Then take a little trip down to the beach
Where we can make loving by the sea
Oh baby I want you to roll and rock
And unconditionally
Running miles after miles
To find where it could be
Think I found my broken heart
Right at the edge of the beach
I put so much on the line
For all
got caught he ain't snitch he on a stint (Yeah)
I'm a trapaholic selling Zaza by the stench (Word)
You can smell it out the bag and it's still zipped
me
I tried living right but I was left alone
I was raised by wolves so don't throw me a bone
Slept in the cold had to get my own
Looked at the kings
(They wanna see alot of me)
So I hate when I talk to my boy from penn and he aks
Like "cuz you've forgotten me"
I aint got time to shit,let alone
bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack
The smell ah give your girlfriend contact
Some boy nuh know dis, dem only come around like tourist
at home alone
While you're out with somebody else
No more staring at the phone
'Cause I can do better by myself (ooh yeah)
It's obvious how things
alone
Daybreak by the beach
You were sitting next to me
All the salt inside the breeze
Hear the rustle of the leaves
Brown skin turning gold
Mirror
don't mean shit
What is a world when your world is extinct, I'm on the edge I've been pushed to the Brink
I feel home alone Machuley is me, she said we
the trap
You wanna call her your girl
Maybe she be in your crib
But maybe she beez in my lap
And dawg I only spit facts
You boys can keep all the cap
I let
D-boys moving that heavy weight
Word to Heavy-D I push that Heavy D from Mount V
to the shores of south Beach
Haters mugging me, and I'm all about that
Like pebbles on a beach
Kicked around, displaced by feet
Oh, like broken stones
They're all trying to get home
Like a loser's reach
Too slow
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