dont****upmywavefruitless

Just a OD kid from the city yo
I been at it all year, the residuals
You been at it, always such a cynical
Dont go ****ing up my day with your ridicule
Mama you dont have to tell me, Im a boss now
When you have it, all they do is mimic you
When you have it, all they wanna do is finish you
***** * shouldve ****ing played cool
If you did, I probably wouldve made the same moves
Problem is you probably wouldve been the same you
But if all you wanna do is ****in hate, cool

You can catch me and my shorty in the same coupe
With a looney on the dash, feeling rave proof
Still the same Johnny Rain, I just paid dues
Dont hit me up when you see me out with Jay
I aint got nothing to say to you
Dont **** up my wave (wave, wave, wave, wave)...

Why you acting brand new with the physical?
Still the same young dude, you dont feel it though?
So dramatic all day with your ridicule
Ive been packing MJ, smooth criminal
You was hating on me then, whats the dilly now?
It was funny to you then, is it silly now?
Cause youre single, with a baby, at your moms house
I got the Roc now
Glad I didnt save you
You can catch us switching lanes in the same coupe
Still the same OD, we dont change crews
Dont hit me up when you see my family
We aint got nothing to say to you
Dont **** up my wave (wave, wave, wave, wave)...

Just saw my ex
Just saw my exes
They made a left
We made a left
I neverstress, they hardly exist
But Im way too petty, and my babys so precious
Her and my momma just got matching Benzs
Dont know whats next
Hopped out, no flex
Birds come and go, they all regret this
You need some wealth
Align yourself

I might throw bread on top of one
I might throw bread on top of one
I might throw bread on top of one
I need to show forgiveness
I might throw bread on top of one
I might throw bread on top of one
I might throw bread on top of one
* *** it, no love for these pigeons

I was sent to do greatness
Keep away with your fake ********
Im a legend in the making
I can feel Im bout to take it
Everybody saying you the one, you the one
We live in the matrix
Im tryna be
Tryna be

Just blew 150 in a month, the irony
Jay hit my line, said we gone take what we want
Well tell em all I want a million
At least a milli for the melodies
I remember I was selling trees
I remember I was selling (work)
Wishing we could have some better things
Young ***** with a triple beam
Young ***** with the medicine
T- Mec was a magazine, white girls that do anything
I swear that powder makes you lose your mind
I was just finessing through the streets
Back when I was only 17
Barely have a single memory
Almost lost my sanity
Now a ***** turning 23
I do it all just for the family
(start the car and uh, I dont need a key)
Whole squad full of vill-a-ins
Was a cold muh****a, still I is
But thats just my hood
Squad aint even on payroll
And they'll still get you if I say so
Whats good?