Isaiah Rashad - Banana lyrics

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Yo, now ever since I was young, had a gift for the tongue

This shit might open the door

Steal fruit from the young, had to come up with some

22 put piff in the boat

And I was bent into corners, I had boxin' in the sauna

I've been focus gettin' closer to ghosts

And I be sippin' the bit probably sippin a bitch

I ain't really into tippin' the hoes

See my brother got weight, my sister at home

When I get straigth my sister gettin flown

Copping that fuse, my niggas gettin grown

One of these day, damn niggas get owned

Can I get a glass cup and a lil' Henny

I'm, too cold but a little timid

I blow checks save a lil' penny

I'm too young for some big money

Ooh come girl get some dick from me

My job needs some piss from me

Uhn, lil' bro can you fuck with me

Came through at the last minute

Lil' wasting my time, lacing with perks

Perks in a bind

Hazin' yo' baby, I'm better when blind

I don't see nothin' this perfect, this fine

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Here on the floor I'm serving the sweat

There's no way to go, then

To hide from my love's

'Cause we are young and we are turning some

There's nowhere to go

Still comin' hard

My son sleep, I'm rollin it up

I don't sleep

I'm runnin' for bucks, don't tweet

You fuckin' with us I won't eat

Start stomping your feet, I need that

Depending on all of you feedback

Come out to my show and come feed that

Can't direct the sellin' at the retail

My daddy left me with no details

Came back with a bitch and a stepson

I guess he forgot that he left somethin'

He must have been saving the best bum

She screaming out give me the rest hun

Pearl neckless I empty my left nut

Most niggas can't fuck with my worse shit

I'm scribbling my living with curses

Just wait till I get this shit perfect

You niggas can't fuck with my verses

See they really don't think that I'm 'bout this

Don't make me come run in your houses

We know where your mamma your dad lives

Oh baby, it's sway how this mask sits

My niggas got triggas and vast licks

Don't like how we living it lasts us

You out of your trigger and backseat

Just looking at the shooter it's Mike D

Your rosary shinning so nicely

We innocent city kids if you ask me

I rode in the Benz in the backseat

Them vices they swarm and attack me

Got diamonds and niners upon me

That Juvie, that Percy, that Bun B

Sell track in this black while we dumping

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