[Chorus]
Feelin' wavy
Out here feelin' the wave
Swerve, Swerve like I'm switching lanes
Doing me and this shit is flave
New phone
Who's this?
Stacey Dash
Clueless
Money talks
True shit
Don't be mad I'm on some new shit
Yea, that's just the wave
Heard you tryin' to hop on the wave
[Verse 1]
Never thought that I would make it here
People dread me like Jamaican hair
Use to give a fuck about it all
Now a days I don't really care
Can't wait until the day I make it
Money double like I'm Ross, shout out to the pair
Stacking money like its Leggo
Let go all the bullshit that I've just come to fear
I need some money, just point me where
Opportunities is everywhere
Invest in myself and protect the jewels
Might just start a line of underwear
Really what the fuck am I doing here?
When they threw me in the trenches
Where was you thru all the fuckin' blood sweat and tears?
Put my hands together, Say my prayers
Ask my GOD if u have left any angels to send
Protect me not just from my foes
Please protect me from my friends
Oh I use to have a lot of them
They don't know I would've ride for them
They don't know I would've taken that bullet wound
Oh I would've died for them
Now I'm on some nonchalant shit
Doing me like ahhhh shit
Swerve when I ride by, shit
All you niggas do is gossip
Talkin' shit behind my back
But when I'm in ya face, all you do is ride dick
Dick ride on the flip side
And that's why
Lately I been
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
My ex left, it's a mess
Now I gotta chase a check
I'm milly-rocking through the stress
Remind a nigga that he blessed
Fuck these niggas who think they fucking wit me
Really ain't no way that they contest
I don't give a fuck if it's FaceTime, phone call or a text
Oh you know I'm bout to get back
It's always bigger than the set back
I advise you niggas better step back
I'm bout rock it like a jet pack
I been killin' every track ever since '05
Wit "Tilt Ya Head Back"
When I make it promise its gonna be consistent
Shittin' on you like it's Ex-Lax
I got million dollar schemes
I got Tower Theatre Dreams baby
I ain't Muslim but if music's my religion
Then I'm really on my deen baby
On a mission for the vision
Got ambition that my city never seen baby
I need a condo at the top of the city
So u can see what I mean baby
Car fiend Neemz pull up in that Verti 911 turbo S
Top down screaming money ain't a thing?
Just know we CRWNGLD kings
Tried to put my niggas on but something happened
Now they sayin' I'm the bad guy
Looking at me like I'm Anti
And thats why
Lately i been