Lyrics : Max Pierro/Edward Hill/Reed Hallums/Sajan Sanghvi/Avery Jones
Music : no suits
Ride through the city where I'm from and they show love
Yeah, life rough but I'm blessed that I woke up
New York City where the young gotta grow up
Fast or they will not last
When I'm in LA, I be chillin' on fairfax
I be out in long beach coolin' with a xanax
Shorty pick me up curb side where I land
That Filipino thing, I be like damn
One for the folks in the town that I grew up
Two for the ones that are hopin' I screw up
Three for the kids in the jungle I'm from
On the humble, now I'm on a boat to Bermuda
One for the town that I grew up
Now I'm on a boat to Bermuda
I, I'll be like damn
Chi town love me when I touch down
I used to be stuck, but what's up now?
Sacramento where they only puff loud
90 in the rental when it's sun down
Only do tacos in Texas, Guinness in Dublin
Views from the telly, you ain't seen nothin'
April in Paris, August in London
Came up from nothin', that's why they love it
One for the town that I grew up
Now I'm on a boat to Bermuda
I'm on a boat to Bermuda
Never really had no love
Used to be sad, so what?
Comin' for the top right now
Gotta get the cash flow up
I got my soul in the grip
So many hopin' I trip
I keep my head to the sky
Mama, your son finna sign
One for the folks in the town that I grew up
Two for the ones that are hopin' I screw up
Three for the kids in the jungle I'm from
On the humble, now I'm on a boat to Bermuda
One for the town that I grew up
Now I'm on a boat to Bermuda
I, I'll be like damn
I'm on a boat to Bermuda