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Gunna - PRIVATE ISLAND Lyrics
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(Wheezy outta here)

I'm just kickin' it with a baddie, smokin' on exotic (yes)
Ain't it ironic, look at me now, I used to sell narcotics (yes)
Couldn't sell it whole, had to break it down, but now it's all profit (all, all profit)
You don't like advice, but I know this life just ain't for everybody
I done heard too many times you can't get rich with no knowledge (no knowledge)
Told lil' shawty if she mine, then promise me you keep it solid (keep it solid)
You know bitches talk, but you with a boss, and we keep our business private (business private)
He ain't never f*cked you on a private island

I fly G5, I don't know the sky mileage (sky mileage)
I got some slimes out a beehive, I know they dyin ''bout it (dyin' 'bout it)
CIP Troupe, I'm holdin' it down
You on my mind, Charlie (on my mind, Charlie)
I got on all white Chanel, I feel godly (feel godly)
Every one of my cribs spotless (cribs spotless)

Oh, made a way
Oh, made a way
I knew we would see better days
I knew we would see better days
Oh, made a way

Why they facial expression givin' hate?
Why they act like I ain't helpin' 'em out, 'cause they energy fake
Must've think I didn't have nothin' to say
My first deal was one-point-five, there wasn't nothin' left to say
The thanks I get feel like high-five, I know I changed the wave
When I'm outside, the sun gon' shine, ain't no more rainy days
She love my vibe, I love her vibe, I mean, what can I say?
And count it when you pray
Thank God for these better days

Oh, made a way
Oh, made a way
I knew we would see better days
I knew we would see better days
Oh, made a way

I'm just kickin' it with a baddie, smokin' on exotic (yes)
Ain't it ironic, look at me now, I used to sell narcotics (yes)
Couldn't sell it whole, had to break it down, but now it's all profit (all, all profit)
You don't like advice, but I know this life just ain't for everybody
I done heard too many times you can't get rich with no knowledge (no knowledge)
Told lil' shawty if she mine, then promise me you keep it solid (keep it solid)
You know bitches talk, but you with a boss, so we keep our business private (business private)
He ain't never f*cked you on a private island
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(Wheezy outta here)

I'm just kickin' it with a baddie, smokin' on exotic (yes)
Ain't it ironic, look at me now, I used to sell narcotics (yes)
Couldn't sell it whole, had to break it down, but now it's all profit (all, all profit)
You don't like advice, but I know this life just ain't for everybody
I done heard too many times you can't get rich with no knowledge (no knowledge)
Told lil' shawty if she mine, then promise me you keep it solid (keep it solid)
You know bitches talk, but you with a boss, and we keep our business private (business private)
He ain't never f*cked you on a private island

I fly G5, I don't know the sky mileage (sky mileage)
I got some slimes out a beehive, I know they dyin ''bout it (dyin' 'bout it)
CIP Troupe, I'm holdin' it down
You on my mind, Charlie (on my mind, Charlie)
I got on all white Chanel, I feel godly (feel godly)
Every one of my cribs spotless (cribs spotless)

Oh, made a way
Oh, made a way
I knew we would see better days
I knew we would see better days
Oh, made a way

Why they facial expression givin' hate?
Why they act like I ain't helpin' 'em out, 'cause they energy fake
Must've think I didn't have nothin' to say
My first deal was one-point-five, there wasn't nothin' left to say
The thanks I get feel like high-five, I know I changed the wave
When I'm outside, the sun gon' shine, ain't no more rainy days
She love my vibe, I love her vibe, I mean, what can I say?
And count it when you pray
Thank God for these better days

Oh, made a way
Oh, made a way
I knew we would see better days
I knew we would see better days
Oh, made a way

I'm just kickin' it with a baddie, smokin' on exotic (yes)
Ain't it ironic, look at me now, I used to sell narcotics (yes)
Couldn't sell it whole, had to break it down, but now it's all profit (all, all profit)
You don't like advice, but I know this life just ain't for everybody
I done heard too many times you can't get rich with no knowledge (no knowledge)
Told lil' shawty if she mine, then promise me you keep it solid (keep it solid)
You know bitches talk, but you with a boss, so we keep our business private (business private)
He ain't never f*cked you on a private island
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Writer: Jeff Gitelman, Masamune Kudo, Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Tyler Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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