Boca To Holyoke Wiki (Ft. Papo2oo4)

[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 of Twista with Juvenile
But he ain't from the Nola no 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 domed
I been getting old but now I can say I'm grown
Aunt Dona took me to thе broadways shows
I need me a Tony award before I go
I got morе to do now that I'm more composed
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 folk in New York, the whole scope, Boca to Holyoke

[Chorus: Wiki]
Why I’m feeling 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 klutz, gotta come in clutch
Some putz, 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