Chords for Royce da 5'9" - Boblo Boat ft. J. Cole

_ _ Cruising [F#] down the river, _ dancing till your feet got numb.
_ Cool summer [B] breezes blowing through your hair as you stood gazing [G#] down the river in anticipation of the thrill of the dizzying rides at the amusement [B] park.
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Ah, memories of Boblo Island.
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[F#] _ _ _ _ [E] Oh, it's your world.
Ain't [Bm] nothing but a squirrel trying to get a nut.
_ _ [F] _ Just [Em] jealous of everybody [G] that's headed out on that Boblo boat. _ _ _
It is [D] the perfect weather, [Em] the perfect time to enjoy [B] _ a few snacks. _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] Oh man, [G] I wish I was joining you with a little [Bm] cheese and crackers, a little cattail wine, [F] a little ria media on ice, some Harvey Riffle [C] cream.
_ [Em] But let's do [A] this _ only [Gm] on Smooth [N] _ FM. _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ Nothing [Bm] compared to our family [F] trips.
My uncle [Em] shook hands with the manly grip.
All this hand-me-down shit [Bm] I had had an uncanny fit.
All the [G] gangsters I had in my family had me [F] anti-bit.
My [Bm] granddaddy mistress caught the bitterness from my granny fist.
That was [F] back before I was born.
[Em] Pop told stories about it that would last for hours long.
[G] And as a family, we was just [F] so happy when him and [G] mama got along on the [Bm] Boblo boat.
_ On our way to that black [F#] amusement [Dm] park, wood roller [Em] coasters, crack sold on plastic scooter [B] cars.
_ Smoking grass at the vintage food [F] court, broken glass [Em] waiting on you on the swimming [B] pool floor.
I came across my identity on the Boblo [Am] boat.
That's where I lost my virginity.
[B] No condom though.
That's when paranoia hit me like when superstition [C] does.
Left my inhibitions, I guess what my supervision [Bm] was.
Parties on the way to the island would be the livest [G#] though.
First time big bro hit [E] the bottle was on the Boblo [B] boat.
But neither one of us knew that we would [C] both grow up and turn to alcoholics though.
[G] Boblo boat.
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_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [Am] Yeah, yeah.
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_ [Em] _ _ _ Some of my better _ [F] _ times, [Em] _ _
I share with [Bm] you. _ _
I [Em] share with you. _
[F] Yeah.
_ [D] _ Shit.
All of my better _ _ [F] days, _ [Em] _ _
I share with you. _ _
I share [F] with you.
[G] Shit.
And [Bm] now I gotta wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, [Dm] wake up.
_ [Em] _ Stuck inside a bad break.
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Bad [F] break.
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_ _ [Bm] _ Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up [D] again.
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Sucks, bad break.
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Yeah.
[F] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Bm] Look, twisted cap, lift the bottle back, [F#] swig it, dig [Em] it.
Ten inch rims on my mama's Civic.
[F#] [B] Ten inch roofers in the trunk.
To be specific, [F] they bump.
Rather the [Em] license plate plus the windows [A] tinted.
Don't even give [Bm] a fuck that it's tinted.
Bitch, I'm the man [F] now.
I'm rolling.
[Em] Driving it slow as if it's stolen.
[B] Piling up rows like we was clothing on a [C] dresser.
Calling up hoes like we was [G] Jodeci.
Let's check her.
Double [B] D's like double deckers.
I want a [Em] sexer.
But these keys don't come with game on how to finesse [B] her.
Five semesters left until college.
I'm under pressure.
[F] I'm not a real [Em] nigga till I undress her.
[F#m] I got a presser.
This was my [G] main concern back when concerns [Em] were lesser.
_ Nowadays I often yearn to press her.
[B] Backspace button or hit return but life is not no word processor.
[F] Most folks [C] would burn the cester, burn the [G] stressor.
My real life drama plus fickle niggas thinking [B] they done heard the vester.
[F] Jermaine Lamar [Em] but that's insane and couldn't be further left [B] of.
The truth is that my new shit's slack.
You've never heard it [F] venter.
Give me a sec.
[Em] I murder sectors.
Prefer to let [F#] ya see it rather [G] than say it but it's still out.
[F#] I gotta chill out.
[Em] Say fuck the world and never pull out.
We had [B] no Bible or Pope but I can note those times just like a Bible quote.
[C] PC before cell phones.
The first time I would smoke [F#] I was [Bm] six years old but that's for another [F] chapter.
That's for [Em] another story.
To God be the glory.
[B] I made it out unscathed and now I sunbathe [C] with my son in Tanzanian sun rays.
Thinking [Bm] about dumb days. _ _ _
Thinking about dumb [Am] days.
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_ [Bm] _ _ Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake [Dm] up.
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_ [Bm] _ _ Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up again.
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