Lyrics

Yuh! Yuh! Yuh! (Wave) Wave, yuh Doing things my way I swear they'll never really understand me I need a comma like a need a Grammy She lace the floor with there designer panties Yea we eatin' plenty check the pantry From the sound wave to the rebel alliance From the tattered britches to expensive dishes Now we meeting ends with these new beginnings Yet to sign to major for the bankroll but thank the Lord That I dodge the penitentiary nice guy but my inside is empty Mighty fly see with a birds eye Scribble gems to get my pockets lined 'til I get arthritis bitch my Heart is icy walk in past the bouncer like I knew somebody Crew exhalin' cloudy of that poison ivy went from muggin' strong To wanna cosign me I don't even like me long stare in the mirror Who is this nigga He claim he the realest he shy a bit timid The riddles worth millions they simple minded Found the road to top I'm taking it From the ground now we pavin' it Hella boastful when I'm ventilating Too much on my plate still aint taking shit yuh New sound I make her face lift I'm in the new town I make the wave splish New talent we accruing balance swear I Run the game until my shoe is callisted On the loose gravel keep the flame lit I relay the message nobody better I'm young and I'm careless I want it forever but I'm with whatever 'Cause these days I been doing things my way I can't hide the way it make me feel it's all on my face Bitch I got it made, yuh Things been going my way, aye Hope the feeling don't fade, yeah Screaming money ain't a thang Ain't to telling where I land Probably somewhere near the waves Things been going my way, aye Hope the feeling don't fade, no no Screaming money ain't a thang Ain't to telling where I land Probably somewhere near the waves Wave Why they so negative How they envy how I edit it Live my life just like it's precious Just give me the mic at night and under Light I put a knife in pressure they fabricated Yeah I've been this quick to set 'em straight Yea h a nigga next to detonate California on the birth certificate How they claim it they ain't seen the wave How he paint it on a level up In the tattered garments Been a starving artist since like '09 Now it's go time fuck a closed mind I swear my heart is hardened Need the placement For my family's sake I have been through Make 'em feel a way Why do I feel outta place here Why are they all in my face? Nobody better with the rhetoric Tupac Shakur with the predicates West Side, West Side Yea you dead right, dead right And for them hating bitch ass niggas Quick to switch I tell 'em to behave From the attic to the airwaves Gimme five for the air play Multi milly rockin' money plotting Going up yea h I just elevate Up the staircase I'm headed to the paper Prayed for this since I was folding planes Now we on let 'em serenade I see the change pray for better days I been down and out I needed change I flip it into a dollar Split with my people fuck the hatred they Dimissing evils yea we all equal I point out the obvious They carbon they copy us Rose gold the neck is decorated Screaming power to the populus Want it all and nothing opposite Yeah 'Cause these days I been doing things my way I can't hide the way it make me feel it's all on my face Bitch I got it made, yuh Things been going my way, aye Hope the feeling don't fade, yeah Screaming money ain't a thang Ain't to telling where I land Probably somewhere near the waves Things been going my way, aye Hope the feeling don't fade, no no Screaming money ain't a thang Ain't to telling where I land Probably somewhere near the waves
Writer(s): Nickalaus Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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