I took some time off just to see the world
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I live hoppin' in my Jordan 4's
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The box logo T
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Bermuda shorts, clean resorts, full of tan women
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Cooler feel, cold bottles in them
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Stretched out like the 7th indent
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My 7th heaven is some miles away
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But I'll just sit here, American dream in this beach here today
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Leave my troubles in the past years and try and stay humble
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When the clouds clear cause nobody was around here
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When everybody doubted yea
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Now it's open letters and gift mail
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Kind words from strangers that don't sit well
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And every chick I meet is out to get mel I feel
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Safe on this island, all my thoughts are locked away
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Safe on this island, a treasure full of diamonds
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Gems for the rhymin', I drop them every now and then
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Black and Mild, smoke through the wind
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Ashes on the pages of my journal made from snake skin
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Staring in the ocean where the greats swim
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I'm thinking 'bout jumping in
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Came a long way from jumping tens
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Switches on the Impala, tires so skinny I was bouncing on rims
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(Popping my color)
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Listening to a pimp, UGK ish
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I was underground then and still underground now
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Difference is I'm under palm trees, not trying to be found
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Close my eyes and breathe (just breathe)
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And suddenly, I can feel a breeze (feel a breeze)
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Let yourself float away cause you spent every day strugglin'
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I know that my escape is an island, just an island away
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They said don't let this money ever change me
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Or let MMG play me
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Or none of these music niggas downgrade me
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They say in the land of many I'm king
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A savior to the whole dream
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The same player who kept his goal clean
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Khaki starch and his shirt sting
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Shoot strings held my pants up
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Now I'm hoopla dancing with my thumbs up
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Scuba diving in my sun trups
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Scrooge McDuck with these big bucks
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Green fingers from this paper countin'
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Made enough last year to put my mama next to mountains
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But who's counting, drowning
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Or should I say basting in his glory
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Poor boy, the wealthy man is Hawal in my story
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When it's all said and done, in this life I had fun and did what I love
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Had no regrets, held no grudge
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White doves and seagulls remind me of my travels
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Spread my wings and fly away
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Don't cry if I should die today
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I left my mark every mile I stay
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Collect my thoughts and paddle away
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You can collect my thoughts and paddle away
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Close my eyes and breathe (just breathe)
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And suddenly, I can feel a breeze (feel a breeze)
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Let yourself float away cause you spent every day strugglin'
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I know that my escape is an island, just an island away
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I was underground then and still underground now
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Difference is I ain't tryna be found
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I ain't tryna be found
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I was underground then and still underground now
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Difference is I ain't tryna be found
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Island Hopping
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| Stalley |
