How many waves does it take till it drops the boat

We've been swaying and it's time I let my brothers know

False accusations and claims from another hoax

Another year another trial yeah another road

I swerve the pain in the rain in a Monclizzy coat

Either ashamed or vain when I write another note

I swear all my best efforts come from choking on the thought of me giving up what I love the most

I'm sorry ma I've been away but I'm coming home

It's your birthday today I'll see you on the phone

I'm out spending your pay on some banana kush

Surrounded by so many people but I feel alone

And that's a me problem sorry if you're feeling low

I tend to do bad but promise not to get involved

You see my craft and I fuck with that so much

I never thought that you would go behind my back and start to show

All of your friends my music

Even though I know that you don't get it know that it's upsetting

I'll make 'em proud one day I just don't know if it's from the studio or an office where a big desk is

Made you wait but I'ma show you what I'm destined

It's in my aim but I don't got the weapons shit

It used to be me and the bredren cooking up tunes now they all come from my bedroom

And they sound so good

Is it me or the weed in the wood

How many times I've been misunder-what

How many times I've been misunderstood

Drifting away back then they made it easy to hate

Harder to leave even harder to stay

I'm paying so much of my Ps but all she wants is that I pay attention

My OG said we gotta do this now I think we're destined

I got pressure they say I'm the greatest to not make it

I got pressure I look in the mirror and I'm persuaded by my getup

Ain't no playing with these girls anymore

I got set up I should've been clever

I hear the funny music that's coming up from the underground

Bro I'm much better

I'm Jose on the sideline the one

I'm so special game changer on the field but can't kick in these Margielas

Stoned on some petroleum wax my J yellow

With my bae I'll be breaking her back on rose petals

If I gas you up when playing your track then I meant it

And I'm modest correct my wrongdoings if I'm going off topic please

I'm trying to be around truthfuls and honest

Instead I'm surrounded by students and honours

With my G's and they cheesing like Wallace

Hit 'em with the burden of truth that the stu is my office

I knew that time ago I made me a promise

Then how can they say that I don't even want it

Focus on the cash bro look inside the wallet

Playing games like Hasbro doom just stop it

Yo you ever feel like somebody's watching

I live with the devil on my back indoctrinated

And every one of us filled with hatred

I control it and throw it to Ableton

It's NO FUGAZZI the fucking aliens

Yeah we pull up make the news then go away again

Yeah but it sounds so good

Is it me or the weed in the wood

How many times I've been misunder

Yeah how many times I've been misunderstood

Yeah aye what's gwanin'

I gotta pick it up when I see the money calling

I gotta get it done even though I know it's jarring

Used to get home from school put on the gloves and start sparring

I'm billin' up a cannon then I pass it

I let her drive the Merc but she don't know how to park it

I'll slap her in her E-Class but she's still acting classless

They don't bite they're just barking

30 days straight I've been fasting

I put the pen to paper when I rass it

My first in her face was a Scarlet

Yeah and the love always overpowers the hate

That's why I disregard it

On a bad day I can smoke your favorite artist

I'm thinking bout ways I can say that these politicians are heartless

Cause they just turn a blind eye when they see our people starving

And it is real they don't care how these kids feel

Send them to Egypt like what's the big deal

The fuck I look like hitting up McDonald's for a quick meal

It's making me sick and I can't sit still

Yeah but it sounds so sweet

The way I'm channeling my pain on the beat

All of this just so you can have it on repeat

They take our history and then they try to delete it

But it sounds so good

Is it me or the weed in the wood

How many times I been misunderwhat

How many times I been misunderstood

Look aye don't compare me to these British rappers

Call me Dana White I'm always round a bunch of slappers money grabbers

Take your wife treat her like a badders

This a Thursday at 9pm this is not a madness

I ain't trying like these **** that'll die for puss

Push comes to shove I'll shove a blade in his ribcage

Ride for her pleasure's not a problem when your seat's a leather

You can snap the dash but my face I can't let ya

Fuck I look like flexing on a **** with a push bike

In a lamb truck that's a sad sight

That's how I feel about these rappers you compare to me

Gassed when I relaxed I'm back now they scared of me

Your favourite rapper's not a trapper he's a fucking liar

I don't rate him he's a pussy but his bitch is fire

My ex hates me but she know my body's fire

I built a line and served it out and got the campus higher

Different type of notes we was hitting like my name's Mariah

Bag of nicks all in the cannon

We can slack out your G's a wagon

Where your G's? Why you chatting like your other Adam

What It do? It's me Ali doom trying to make a record too

I be in the studio booth one or booth two

You know I do this shit

10 racks to the dealership

That dealer shit trapping hard dealer shit

Okay uh but it sounds so hood

I mean it sounds so good

I'm the new wave get it in two days