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american mob - moats & boats lyrics

verse 1:

i left home at sixteen, since then i’ve been on the road
bouncing round boardin’ schools, breakin’ honor codes
breakin’ dress codes, i hate corduroys
i like the golden rule, boys. will. be. boys

my mom wants more of what i’m thinking
dad says son stop glorifying drinking
all i want to do is write something squared two
but my shorty’s at saint lawrence so for now that that ship’s sinking

instead i’m addicted to rap related torrents
changed how i act and how i’m pickin my courses
lupe said without hip hop he’d be dead
if i hadn’t found him i might be pre-med

but for now pre-rap is what i’m gonna major in
i got three tracks and a mic, i came to play to win
yeah, i just wanna be like drake and them
take vacations to places where the vapors thin

sipping lemonade and gin
waking up late, go to cl-ss and turn a paper in
i took math, i can tell you what i’m taking in
100 percent profit, couldn’t be clearer

saw fame in the mirror, but my crew said don’t look now
…keep trying, instead i took a bow
ivy league tryin’ to sound like he’s from brooklyn now
i’m shook, miss rendall, bring the hook around

chorus:

alabama arkansas, i do love my ma and pa
not the way that i do love you
m-ssachusetts and vermont, wish you were here, that’s what i want
i think you know i feel the same way too

moats and boats and waterfalls, alleyways and payphone calls
man i’ve been everywhere with you
open windows, 90s hip hop, ice cream cones and broken flip flops
home is wherever with you

verse 2:

or it’s a pair of headphones, a track and a power source
just getting started, jack bauer on hour four
and, since we been dating
just friends got upgraded, so now somehow we’re more

she love to send me packages
i’m thinking rap, she’s thinking queen mattresses
i’m thinking adlibs, practice and adjectives
not thinking time to decide what our address is

nah, i like packed lips and packed crowds
16 bars spitting sick like a mad cow
back of the crowd, that was me once
now it’s me in the front, greed in the background

..like i really need money to blow, couldn’t tell you where the money’d go other than food and gas
and when you slow down a car that’s moving fast and put the backseat flat, that’s a place where two can crash

..look at the view
sunrise at last, this will have to do
and i’m asking you, is this enough
till i p-ss through college? i ain’t halfway through, can you

weather the storm, wheverer my dorm is
when you can’t afford an umbrella when it’s pourin’ outside
not trying to alarm ya or harm your life
but i might not be there to keep you warm at night

chorus

verse 3 (young ivy):

left home at the age of 16
figured i could probably get paid off 16s
figured i could probably be on top like whipped cream
on a dessert, but the way it worked was
not that, see i got sidetracked
and suddenly the top priority’s not rap
to the contrary it’s scholarly
then my work ethic put me in the ivy leaque
i was sweden born, bay area molded
plus i done lived in hawaii and georgia
what can i say, many homes, i’m a roamer
probably fit to see the whole world before it’s over
…too many girls i ain’t over
sorry to all of y’all, i wasn’t focused
too non-committal and adamant
add that to geographical challenges, yeah
they say home is where the heart is
but to pinpoint that is the hardest
…i was misbehaving
had various ladies in different places
different cities, yeah, in different states
i let too many good ones slip away
i just had to clear the air
i know all y’all still out there somewhere in…

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