Wiki Boca To Holyoke lyrics
Boca To Holyoke
Wiki
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[DJ Lucas Producer Tag]
(DJ)
[Verse 1: Wiki]
Feeling like Juelz, who am I?
But I don't got jewels to prove my rise
Some wrong turns, back roads, but never plateaued
My course for the astros maneuver through the sky
Sometimes need to rap slow to get into the mind
But then I gotta spit fast though like do or die
I’m kind of like a mix [?] with Juvenile
[?] you know the kid ain't from the Chi
If you know you know, I don't gotta show the ropes
The mayor, I ain’t a player but got a holy stroke
Hear that macaroni when I'm going slow
Shorty know you couldn't blow me without getting dome
I been getting old but now I can say I'm grown
On [?] took me to the broadways shows
I need me a Tony award bеfore I go
I got more to do now that I'm more composеd
Back to the campaign trail but I ain't sold my soul
Not the governor, no, I'm more engulfed
Gotta hold it down for the coast
Not only [?] the whole scope, Boca to Holyoke
[Chorus: Wiki]
Why I'm dealing these growing pains? Why?
Why does it hurt even when I know I’m straight?
Shit going great, broke it off with shorty
Made off with some foreign cake
And there’s more to make
Stayed off of forties for forty days
I was mortified, all I made was more mistakes
Motivate, fortify, formulate
'Cause a subtle touch could fuck it up
No clutch, gotta come in clutch
Some punks, wasn’t one us, gon' sum it up before I'm done and up
Gon' make sure all the troubling years that was my career
Leaves y’all with something sincere
[Verse 2: Papo2oo4]
Why does it hurt even though I'm balling?
Switching gears at the clutch, no more stalling
Looking for a señorita just to fornicate
Motivate, fortify, formulate
Pop 93 like the joint 8's, life's going great
Soaring through the pain like 'Bron take flight
Why they always come back soon as I get right?
All I wanna do is fuck and smoke, I don't wanna fight
Sticking to myself, too old [?]
Almost there [?]
Swear losing [?] bad reason
[?] 2021 niggas still on crack
If you lost you better learn how to win
Nigga if you lost you better learn how to swim
Forth down, seven times, better get up eight
Made it passed 25, ain't go upstate
[Verse 3: Wiki]
Nah, i'ma [?] then one up the state
Take the whole fuckin' place [?] the other way
The keys to the log cabin's up in Maine
Not a fog of haze that can obstruct this gaze
There's not a stunt or play you can construct to [?]
Safe, not in your basement, fire escape
This the last ounce of disrespect I'ma take
Try and taunt me, get up off me
You ain't just lose me, you lost Brooklyn, Statin
The Bronx, Queens, you lost Westchester, Long Island
Shit, even New Jersey gon' start riding foreign
Everyone behind [?]
Foreigners to old timers, even Chocolate City got me
[?] North Carolina
And VA, ugly [?] when he drunk
PA, Philly always showing me brotherly love
They put the sports inside to support the guy
Even Boston love what he do, hugging me up
When they see me [?] seafood running it up
Since before Lil Me rocking shows at the middle east
On the road writing writtens sitting in the middle seat
Don't pity me, you kidding me?
Back in New York with Bruno, he from Italy
Literally, not Little Italy
[Chorus: Wiki]
Why I'm dealing these growing pains? Why?
Why does it hurt even when I know I'm straight?
Shit going great, broke it off with shorty
Made off with some foreign cake
And there's more to make
Stayed off of forties for forty days
I was mortified, all I made was more mistakes
Motivate, fortify, formulate
'Cause a subtle touch could fuck it up
No clutch, gotta come in clutch
Some punks, wasn't one us, gon' sum it up before I'm done and up
Gon' make sure all the troubling years that was my career
Leaves y'all with something sincere
(DJ)
[Verse 1: Wiki]
Feeling like Juelz, who am I?
But I don't got jewels to prove my rise
Some wrong turns, back roads, but never plateaued
My course for the astros maneuver through the sky
Sometimes need to rap slow to get into the mind
But then I gotta spit fast though like do or die
I’m kind of like a mix [?] with Juvenile
[?] you know the kid ain't from the Chi
If you know you know, I don't gotta show the ropes
The mayor, I ain’t a player but got a holy stroke
Hear that macaroni when I'm going slow
Shorty know you couldn't blow me without getting dome
I been getting old but now I can say I'm grown
On [?] took me to the broadways shows
I need me a Tony award bеfore I go
I got more to do now that I'm more composеd
Back to the campaign trail but I ain't sold my soul
Not the governor, no, I'm more engulfed
Gotta hold it down for the coast
Not only [?] the whole scope, Boca to Holyoke
[Chorus: Wiki]
Why I'm dealing these growing pains? Why?
Why does it hurt even when I know I’m straight?
Shit going great, broke it off with shorty
Made off with some foreign cake
And there’s more to make
Stayed off of forties for forty days
I was mortified, all I made was more mistakes
Motivate, fortify, formulate
'Cause a subtle touch could fuck it up
No clutch, gotta come in clutch
Some punks, wasn’t one us, gon' sum it up before I'm done and up
Gon' make sure all the troubling years that was my career
Leaves y’all with something sincere
[Verse 2: Papo2oo4]
Why does it hurt even though I'm balling?
Switching gears at the clutch, no more stalling
Looking for a señorita just to fornicate
Motivate, fortify, formulate
Pop 93 like the joint 8's, life's going great
Soaring through the pain like 'Bron take flight
Why they always come back soon as I get right?
All I wanna do is fuck and smoke, I don't wanna fight
Sticking to myself, too old [?]
Almost there [?]
Swear losing [?] bad reason
[?] 2021 niggas still on crack
If you lost you better learn how to win
Nigga if you lost you better learn how to swim
Forth down, seven times, better get up eight
Made it passed 25, ain't go upstate
[Verse 3: Wiki]
Nah, i'ma [?] then one up the state
Take the whole fuckin' place [?] the other way
The keys to the log cabin's up in Maine
Not a fog of haze that can obstruct this gaze
There's not a stunt or play you can construct to [?]
Safe, not in your basement, fire escape
This the last ounce of disrespect I'ma take
Try and taunt me, get up off me
You ain't just lose me, you lost Brooklyn, Statin
The Bronx, Queens, you lost Westchester, Long Island
Shit, even New Jersey gon' start riding foreign
Everyone behind [?]
Foreigners to old timers, even Chocolate City got me
[?] North Carolina
And VA, ugly [?] when he drunk
PA, Philly always showing me brotherly love
They put the sports inside to support the guy
Even Boston love what he do, hugging me up
When they see me [?] seafood running it up
Since before Lil Me rocking shows at the middle east
On the road writing writtens sitting in the middle seat
Don't pity me, you kidding me?
Back in New York with Bruno, he from Italy
Literally, not Little Italy
[Chorus: Wiki]
Why I'm dealing these growing pains? Why?
Why does it hurt even when I know I'm straight?
Shit going great, broke it off with shorty
Made off with some foreign cake
And there's more to make
Stayed off of forties for forty days
I was mortified, all I made was more mistakes
Motivate, fortify, formulate
'Cause a subtle touch could fuck it up
No clutch, gotta come in clutch
Some punks, wasn't one us, gon' sum it up before I'm done and up
Gon' make sure all the troubling years that was my career
Leaves y'all with something sincere
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