Wave

937 Bitch I am not alone said that I would get it on my own Non-believers I do not condone Tell my mama I’ma prove em wrong I been trynna get back on my grind I can grip the 40 or the 9 It don’t mean a nigga got a spine Who know what is real and what’s a lie Now let me take you way back So I’m talking way back Way before them niggas dreaded And we had the wave cap Used to think they had a waveeee Now I think it’s all cap Used to wanna be like Max till they gave him the Max (Max B) I can never be a clone but Strom Troopers at home Feel like Darth Vader all this black I got on When yo body black they say he cannot own I just need a nip of they fortune to hustle (Hussle) He just might bust you he gon rush you Headshot bet that trigger clicking double That’s a bloody puddle now the DA got that for rebuttal When the system f*ck you on your face there’s barely been a stubble But you stumble off yo lean now yo belly look like uncle’s My nigga got convicted by 12 of his peers Know I square up six times and give em hands in pairs I could always sense he ain’t wanna snitch Let me ask what should he do when he innocent Now he caught up in a bid like an auction Paint a picture that my nigga stone cold like Austin I ain’t scared to rattle snakes on 95 interstate No I can’t enter state penitentiary My pen been talking trenches see But I ain’t see no victories On this forefront hanging out them store fronts RIP with the cloud font on the shirt Clout is what they want I ain’t give a f*ck bout that shit Now a nigga up YEAH I am not alone said that I would get it on my own Non-believers I do not condone Tell my mama I’ma prove em wrong I been trynna get back on my grind I can grip the 40 or the 9 It don’t mean a nigga got a spine Who know what is real and what’s a lie