Wave
This little lady
No ring
So man on her side
She had two kids
With big dreams
And they strived to survive
She made the money in the office
But on the side weaving hair
But didn't have time for them two kids
And she felt it wasn't fair
And so she left
So now time moves fast
Christmas' left slow
No gifts so that means there's no cash
But they had strength
Cause strength is what they all bout
Couldn't recall a time in need she wasn't there to bail out
She had to get em off the street
So she moved em down to the south
The little one told her she'd make a living using the words in her mouth
What a courageous thing that lady created
Guess I'll tell ya like Jigga man
Mama I made it
And I will never take away
My hustle, my struggle, my grind
It's all worth my time
I just thank them little haters
And I shift to the left
I put one hand in the air and I wave for myself
Yes I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I put one hand
And I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I wave it for y'all
This little girl running the block
Jordan's on her feet
Cornrows cause it just don't stop
Birthed on the streets
Full of the crips and them thugs
In the front room laid out
Cause bullets flying like doves
The other girlies didn't understand
Why she'd hoop with the boys
Why play makeup and purses
Wasn't included in her play toys
But she let tears transform to joy
Created her own best friend
Second a paper
Main kin a pen
She had this heart and this will
That showed every time that she smiled
Did everything in her life
To make her big Ma proud
This is a courageous child created
Aye Peazy Baby
Girl done made it uh
And I will never take away
My hustle, my struggle, my grind
It's all worth my time
I just thank them little haters
And I shift to the left
I put one hand in the air and I wave for myself
Yes I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I put one hand
And I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I wave it for y'all
This man created His own world
Told me if I had a problem
He'd be there to lift up this girl
Cause all He wanted was for people
To follow His dream
Man He was birthed by a virgin
Man these things is unseen
So when He walked
I took a step
And when He breathed
I took a breathe
And til this day my love for this man hasn't left
And when I say unseen
He made water split parts
Took the strength out of His
And placed it right in my heart
They told me the same words
Just like they told Kanye
That if I talk about God my record won't get played
Huh
This is my life
Everything that I've stated
I thank the Lord 22 years I've made it
And I will never take away
My hustle, my struggle, my grind
It's all worth my time
I just thank them little haters
And I shift to the left
I put one hand in the air and I wave for myself
Yes I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I put one hand
And I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I wave it for y'all
If you ever had to hustle
To get to where you wanna be
I need you to take one hand
And put it in the air
Cause my Mother
The grind that's in my heart
And the Lord above
Uh yo
That's why I wave
That's why I wave
That's why I wave
And yes I wave
No ring
So man on her side
She had two kids
With big dreams
And they strived to survive
She made the money in the office
But on the side weaving hair
But didn't have time for them two kids
And she felt it wasn't fair
And so she left
So now time moves fast
Christmas' left slow
No gifts so that means there's no cash
But they had strength
Cause strength is what they all bout
Couldn't recall a time in need she wasn't there to bail out
She had to get em off the street
So she moved em down to the south
The little one told her she'd make a living using the words in her mouth
What a courageous thing that lady created
Guess I'll tell ya like Jigga man
Mama I made it
And I will never take away
My hustle, my struggle, my grind
It's all worth my time
I just thank them little haters
And I shift to the left
I put one hand in the air and I wave for myself
Yes I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I put one hand
And I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I wave it for y'all
This little girl running the block
Jordan's on her feet
Cornrows cause it just don't stop
Birthed on the streets
Full of the crips and them thugs
In the front room laid out
Cause bullets flying like doves
The other girlies didn't understand
Why she'd hoop with the boys
Why play makeup and purses
Wasn't included in her play toys
But she let tears transform to joy
Created her own best friend
Second a paper
Main kin a pen
She had this heart and this will
That showed every time that she smiled
Did everything in her life
To make her big Ma proud
This is a courageous child created
Aye Peazy Baby
Girl done made it uh
And I will never take away
My hustle, my struggle, my grind
It's all worth my time
I just thank them little haters
And I shift to the left
I put one hand in the air and I wave for myself
Yes I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I put one hand
And I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I wave it for y'all
This man created His own world
Told me if I had a problem
He'd be there to lift up this girl
Cause all He wanted was for people
To follow His dream
Man He was birthed by a virgin
Man these things is unseen
So when He walked
I took a step
And when He breathed
I took a breathe
And til this day my love for this man hasn't left
And when I say unseen
He made water split parts
Took the strength out of His
And placed it right in my heart
They told me the same words
Just like they told Kanye
That if I talk about God my record won't get played
Huh
This is my life
Everything that I've stated
I thank the Lord 22 years I've made it
And I will never take away
My hustle, my struggle, my grind
It's all worth my time
I just thank them little haters
And I shift to the left
I put one hand in the air and I wave for myself
Yes I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I put one hand
And I wave it for me
I wave it for Ma
I wave it for God
I wave it for y'all
If you ever had to hustle
To get to where you wanna be
I need you to take one hand
And put it in the air
Cause my Mother
The grind that's in my heart
And the Lord above
Uh yo
That's why I wave
That's why I wave
That's why I wave
And yes I wave
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Writer(s): Pamela Burnett
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