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Royce da 5'9、J. Cole - Boblo Boat
Cruising down the river dancing till your feet got numb
Cool summer breezes blowing through your hair
As you stood gazing down the river in anticipation
Of the thrill of the dizzying rides
At the amusement park ah memories of bob lo island
All is your world ain't nothing but a squirrel tryna get a nut
Just jealous of everybody that's headed out on that bob lo boat
It is the perfect weather and the perfect time to enjoy a few snacks
Aw man I wish I was joining you a little cheese and crackers
A little ghetto wine a little rear medium lights
Some hardy rizla green but let's do this only on smooth FM
Nothing compared to our family trips
My uncle shook hands with a manly grip
All this hand me down sh*t I had had an uncanny fit
All the gangstas I had in my family had me anti b**ch
My granddaddy mistress caught the business from my granny fist
That was back fore I was born
Pop told stories bout it that would last for hours long
And as a family we was just so happy
When him and mama got along
On the bob lo boat
Uh on our way to that black amusement park
Wood roller coasters crack sold on plastic scooter cards
Uh smoking grass at the vintage food court
Broken glass waiting on you on the swimming pool floor
I came across my identity on the bob lo boat
That's where I lost my virginity no condom though
That's when paranoia hit me like when superstition does
Left my inhibitions I guess where my supervision was
Parties on the way to the island would be the livest though
First time big bro hit the bottle was on the bob lo boat
But neither one of us knew that we would both
Grow up and turn to alcoholics though the bob lo boat
Yeah yeah yeah
Some of my better times I shared with you
I shared with you yeah
Sh*t all of my better days I shared with you
I shared with you sh*t
And now I gotta wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up
Sh*t stuck inside a rat race f**k
Rat race f**k f**k
Wake up wake up wake up wake up again
Stuck inside this rat race f**k
Yeah look
Twist the cap lift the bottle back swig it
Dig it ten inch rims on my mama's civic
Ten inch woofers in the trunk to be specific
They bump rattle the license plate plus the windows tinted
Don't even give a f**k that it's dented b**ch
I'm the man now
I'm rolling driving it slow as if it's stolen
Piling up bros like we was clothing on a dresser
Calling up h*es like we was jodeci let's check her
Double D's like double deckers I wanna sex her
But these keys don't come with game on how to finesse her
Five semesters left until college I'm under pressure
I'm not a real n**ga til I undress her I gotta press her
This was my main concern back when concerns were lesser
Nowadays I often yearn to press the
Backspace button or hit return
But life is not no word processor
Most folks would burn the sess to burn the stress of
My real life trauma plus fickle n**gas
Thinking they done heard the best of
Jermaine lamarr but that's insane
It couldn't be further left of
The truth is that my new sh*t slap
You never heard it better
Give me a sec I murder sectors prefer to let ya
See it rather than say it but it spill out
I gotta chill out
Say f**k the world and never pull out
We had no bob lo boat but I could note those times
Is like a bible quote
BC before cell phones the first time I would smoke
I was 6 years old but that's for another chapter
That's for another story to god be the glory
I made it out unscathed and now I sunbathe
With my son in tanzanian sunrays thinking about them days
Thinking about them days
This is 808 ray