Central WAV

Yeah, yeah we finna run these races Sea of familiar faces We speak a whole different language (Straight up) Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah) Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it Make sure we touchin' all bases We got some personal cases (Rez) Don't worry you know that we'll get along Get used to droppin' the top I'm finna drop and post up on that opp Question is do or do not Like do what you want GQ up on the rocks Pullin' out coupes straight out the lot I can't be put in a box He wanna talk, I get my bands up (Yeah) I don't wanna talk bad about nothin' You know I'm locked in (I'm 'boutta go) That is the only way (No way) Only way I show my range (My range) Next beat is when we rage (We rage) Just wait for the new mixtape (Mixtape) Ah, ah, ah, ride the wave, ride the wave Yeah, yeah we finna run these races Sea of familiar faces We speak a whole different language (Straight up) Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah) Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it Make sure we touchin' all bases We got some personal cases (Rez) Fly (Fly it), fly around the globe Went from Paris straight to Rome Wrote a song about that too I had a good time, but something ain't feel right 'Cause my mind was preoccupied Filled with thoughts, my head clouded like the sky (Straight up) I went from jets seats to them jetskis And I ride around on the big seas and I I hate these fakers (No lie) 'Cause the one thing that I hate more than like anything is when these cappers lie (Flex, get right) Please don't hide petty secrets from me Like I ain't blind, you know that, why're you making a scene? Like you got options, you got some options Where do we go? You gotta know truth I've got to know you (Oh, ah) Wait, they like "Rez you trippin'" Guess you ain't readin' the lyrics I'm finna run up these bars like a business Gonna take more than my guts and my feelings I got the flow, now I work on my cadence (Yeah) Cookin' up, servin' the latest (Grrah) Hang on, hang on Do not disturb when I hang on the low Rattle his bones, bones, bones That boy he's so cold, cold, cold But they wanna know what we on They wanna know what we doin' I got these bands, bands, bands I'm finna go rage with Vamps Go ragin' with Cactus Jack All of my slimes say "SLATT" Talk it out, speak aloud We done got sick and tired of waitin' up for you to come around But look what we doin' now Give it a second chance in the second wind In a better land If you get too high, you may never land Go and take the risk, you a better man They like, "Rez, you can't rap" They like, "Rez, it don't slap" Boy I wish you would hop on the mic so you'd do it like that I just keep killin' these verses Strike 'em down with no mercy Only time your opinions shine is when you know where your place is Yeah, yeah we finna run these races Sea of familiar faces We speak a whole different language (Straight up) Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah) Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it Make sure we touchin' all bases We got some personal cases (Rez) Surfin' on top (Rez) Yeah, surfin' on top 46, I reminisce, midnight hits Ride the wave Get away I need some space Escape this place Nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, nah Oh nah, nah, nah