Waves

Fire Been sent from higher No, I ain't saying I'm the king But I'm Jedidiah First them hittas talking s, got the pacifier Then I kept them hittas drenched, hittas need a dryer Now they tryna eat the, tryna eat papayas Used to batter up the what, put em in the frier Hittas in it for the dough, like they John the Cryer But we tryna pave the way, if you messing with the wave We the new Messiahs Yeah, I'm talking to god I ain't one for taking bets, but I'm liking my odds Said I keep it straight, but I ain't need the facade So, if they passing on a hitta, I just give em the nod Never wave Petty little hitta, yes, I'll take it ma grave Repping from the west, and I ain't talking bout the Bay Never taking this for granted, yeah, I'm thankful every day And I pray this never fades Man, I'm just tryna ride the wave I'm just tryna live ma truth Said if KP from Marrero do it, bitch that's f proof So if any hitta talking smack, then talk it back We the baddest b, word to the pack Gay or bi, don't give a f, if them hittas pressed, just wave ya stacks So, let's go Yes, it's toe to toe Let them hittas know If you f with the pack, then it's Ana, Kody, Vo Yes, I f it up with with Garb, sending Topher all the bars Yes, It's VOL, to Archbishop Shaw, Loyola repping from UNO Reid f up Run it Back Got Fitz name on all the plaques Ms. Fletcher on I Do, and Mike Aud running up the stats Jana F. she with the band, that's John, Julie, and Q to Han If you ain't ever feel number 1, every hitta named been with the plan Yeah, they can't mess with the squad Put all ma b on the track, then rep Adidas to Pods If they sleeping on a hitta, call that b Ichabod Said, all ma b ride or die, since run it back at the HOB That's House of Blues Yes, I play with words, and let the crowd in on the... cues Cooking up the hits, like I be lighting up the... fuse Poking at the flames, two letters for the name And them hittas know what's up, when I'm kneeling at the pews I'm coming going in waves Yes, I get the D, but keep it straight with the A's Dollar 29, put myself on the raise Bout to run up on your country like the fucking CMA's We are the choir Let it rain fire Yes, I got the talent, hittas better off as buyers Any hitta pressed could fight the urge or go bite the curb Get with the vibe, or go light the herb This the house, built with Faust Ain't bible pushing, just spread the word It's true, yes, I'm one of few Yes, I stir the rue, and then I chew I ain't talking SZA, but they never do it like I do This the wave Era 1 and then an age I'm just tryna find some balance But I'm blessed to have talents that he gave Yeah, I'm talking to god I ain't one for taking bets, but I'm liking my odds Said I keep it straight, but I ain't need the facade So, if they passing on a hitta, I just give em the nod Never wave Petty little hitta, yes, I'll take it ma grave Repping from the west, and I ain't talking bout the Bay Never taking this for granted, yeah, I'm thankful every day And I pray this never fades Man, I'm just tryna ride the wave Man, I'm just tryna ride the wave Man, I'm just tryna ride the wave Wave Wave Wave Wave Man, I'm just tryna ride the