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Waves
Hip-Hop/Rap
Waves was released on March 1, 2024 by PHM Enterprises as a part of the album Waves - Single
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Release DateMarch 1, 2024
LabelPHM Enterprises
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josiah Benjamin Gilbert
Josiah Benjamin Gilbert
Songwriter
Dennis Patrick Krueger
Dennis Patrick Krueger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quin Winger
Quin Winger
Producer

Lyrics

Tryna see a new age
And I'm keeping to my old ways
Coping something day to day
Keep it coming back on my Dion
So I'll keep sending it down your way
Me and this life something complementary
Monastery spitting but I'm voluntary slipping
Tripping over shit past written
But I'm past sit and listen
We the last of the risen with a vision
See division
Running from this shit really tripping over laces
But I'm tripping like they laced it
I gotta face it
But I'm taking it to the face bitch
Hit my shit when I lane switch
I see you basic
So I keep it to my basics
My shit ain't fake and
Mine till I break it
What say hit
Greatness
Rewrite the same shit while the seasons changing
Like bitch
Hit me up
Hit me up
When the waves hit
Hit me up when the waves hit
Yeah
Its time for celebration and I'm dying of complications
Bitch put your hand in the air
Mother fucking sky's falling because I put it there
Yeah
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands
Put your
Put your
Put your hands in the air
And what the fuck y'all expect from me
When these hoes mention me but nobody texting me
I guess it's me and my little gold necklace
I think I'm Led Zeppelin
On the drum kit
On some dumb shit
Wait
No time to be flexing
So the rest is just Tetris
Stack it up on my shoulders
Adding up trauma like it's nine soldiers
Bi-polar
Mashing buttons my controller
Yeah I'm just a stunt stroller kid
Look looking for blunt rolling bitch
Shit I should have told her what this rap shit was about
But magic ain't allowed
So I'm hitting blunts like a drum to see what sound it is
I can fix drought if it's okay if I can drown in it
Uh huh
About out of patience
Hey bitch I found where the vein is
I guess money and fame is
As about as ancient as an angels dust
I'm made of dust
I gave a fuck
You made of rust
Because that's just what metal does
When the fucking waves hit
Greatness
Rewrite the same shit while the seasons was changing
Like bitch hit me up when the waves hit
Hit me up when the waves hit
Yeah
Its time for celebration and I'm dying of complications
Bitch put your hand in the air
Mother fucking sky's falling because I put it there
Yeah
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands
Put your
Put your
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
Put your mother fucking hands in the air
When the waves hit
Top dog but my name bit
Top dog but I ain't shit
Top dog tight nit
Top dog hit this
Top dog tight nit
Top dog hit this
Top dog
Hit this
Hit this
Whiskey in my cup fifty blunts ain't enough to run it back like we used to
Two dude dressed like nuns
Addressing none of these bitches
None of them get it
Went from kids with college ball ambitions to getting evicted
At least we got drugs in the kitchen
Listen
We just trying to set it in motion
The ocean ain't flowing like we do
Y'all shallow and see through
I said run
It back like 321
What if two bitches both say no
Two bitches on the sideline yelling go babe go
Okay woah
Man fuck what they know
Sky falls when we say so
They can take home anything that them waves won't
Man take it home
Take it home
Oh king Cheney
Written by: Dennis Patrick Krueger, Josiah Benjamin Gilbert
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