Island Man Songtext
von Blu

Fuck the world,
I don′t need friends I can do this shit alone,
Same way I came in It's the only way my cynicism intend to make sense
Cause ain′t 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
Don't even fully trust the app yet Fuck banks keep the real money in
My mattress Cause I don′t trust no one,
And I don′t need a cosign Trying to get they fingers in my gold mine
And I believe in myself even when the world don't And I don′t 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 [Chorus: Kota ] I be on my island ′
Cause niggas 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 fucking 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 G's 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 it′s with the grill
Grace in your face like a hundred mill Hungry meals was the hundred
Year milk How do you feel in the field when it's 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 can't 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 [Chorus] I be on my
Island Cause niggas 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 fucking 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 That′s 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 I′m yoko Small
Town full of small minds moving slow-mo Stuck in the moment,
Still staring at a photo,
It's 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 the California 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 don′t
Take me out of context [Chorus] I be on my island Cause niggas 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 fucking 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 niggas 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 fucking 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 niggas 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 fucking 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