Island Hopping-Avriel Epps

歌手 : Avriel Epps

专辑 : Savage Journey To The American Dream

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:56

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TXT Island Hopping-Avriel Epps 文本歌词

I took some time off just to see the world

I live hoppin' in my

Jordan 4's

The box logo

T Bermuda shorts clean resorts full of tan women

Cooler feel cold bottles in them

Stretched out like the 7th indent

My 7th heaven is some miles away

But I'll just sit here

American dream in this beach here today

Leave my troubles in the past years and try and stay humble

When the clouds clear cause nobody was around here

When everybody doubted yea

Now it's open letters and gift mail

Kind words from strangers that don't sit well

And every chick

I meet is out to get mel

I feel Safe on this island all my thoughts are locked away

Safe on this island a treasure full of diamonds

Gems for the rhymin'

I drop them every now and then

Black and

Mild smoke through the wind

Ashes on the pages of my journal made from snake skin

Staring in the ocean where the greats swim

I'm thinking 'bout jumping in

Came a long way from jumping tens

Switches on the

Impala tires so skinny

I was bouncing on rims

Popping my color

Listening to a pimp

UGK ish I was underground then and still underground now

Difference is

I'm under palm trees not trying to be found

Close my eyes and breathe

Just breathe

And suddenly

I can feel a breeze

Feel a breeze

Let yourself float away cause you spent every day strugglin'

I know that my escape is an island just an island away

They said don't let this money ever change me

Or let MMG play me

Or none of these music n***as downgrade me

They say in the land of many

I'm king A savior to the whole dream

The same player who kept his goal clean

Khaki starch and his shirt sting

Shoot strings held my pants up

Now I'm hoopla dancing with my thumbs up

Scuba diving in my sun trups

Scrooge Mc

Duck with these big bucks

Green fingers from this paper countin'

Made enough last year to put my mama next to mountains

But who's counting drowning

Or should

I say basting in his glory

Poor boy the wealthy man is

Hawal in my story

When it's all said and done in this life

I had fun and did what

I love Had no regrets held no grudge

White doves and seagulls remind me of my travels

Spread my wings and fly away

Don't cry if

I should die today

I left my mark every mile

I stay Collect my thoughts and paddle away

You can collect my thoughts and paddle away

Close my eyes and breathe

Just breathe

And suddenly

I can feel a breeze

Feel a breeze

Let yourself float away cause you spent every day strugglin'

I know that my escape is an island just an island away

I was underground then and still underground now

Difference is

I ain't tryna be found

I was underground then and still underground now

Difference is

I ain't tryna be found