Wave Gods

歌詞

Yeah We're more solid Yeah No comparison, we more solid than they are Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr Me and Flacko, they say we the new Wave Gods Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God Wake up out the bed scruffy, sparkin' my J Shine my nickel plated then I'm startin' my day My old lady called me baby, told her pardon my age Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs We goin' home like Eric Cartman, chromosomes on my conscience Here's some niggas talkin' nonsense, call him Nasty Nastradamus Rock the pearls and diamonds, break your promise, break her wallets Break her heart and break the pockets, taking notes like guidance counselors Aristocrat just like the Chancellor, the answer to the, uh, panhandlers The corners with the mans is up, the jig is up, the scams is up Yeah, they hands is up, lookin' in the crowd, yeah Tryin' to fuck the world but my pants still up Tryin' to invest to all, my G's before we rest in peace Before we rest in peace The rest is set, the record set, as soon as I release The room is streets, I roam the streets with no security They know a nigga overseas, uh Kinda swag that's passed from your mom and dad Prada bags and we cheesin' on them Calvin ads Mighta peeped the billboards fifty feet when out in traffic Staring at them naked pictures, shit, you bound to crash No comparison, we more solid than they are Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr Me and Flacko, they say we the new Wave Gods Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal Call up Nasty Nas, niggas hit the lick like, ah, ah, ah Wake up out the bed, wrap my durag up Say a prayer, I'm thankin' God that Mom dukes had us Monotone style like Guru on some Preemo cuts Crewneck by McQueen, go nuts Jewels over my white hoodie like Juvie in '98 It's movies that I make Peruvian white flake It tore the community at a high rate Adversity I faced I roll my own gas to make sure that it's not laced Damn, I used to hit the block hopin' they see me Watchin' Video Music Box sittin' close to the TV I was inspired by Whodini and Kool G Got my first pair of J's, thought I was 2-3 (Air) Invest in all my G's before we rest in peace 'Cause we sure to rest in peace My shorty is a piece, a piece of mind, a dimepiece I might buy her a piece of property You might'a had some joints, but ain't nuttin' like me and Rocky seen No comparison, we more solid than they are Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr Me and Flacko, they say we the new Wave Gods Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal Tell Hit we got a hit ay, ay Tell Hit we got a hit, ah Call up Nasty Nas niggas hit the lick like ah ah ah