Jungle
Yuh!
Yuh!
Yuh! (Wave)
Wave, yuh
Doing things my way
I swear they'll never really understand me
I need a comma like a need a Grammy
She lace the floor with there designer panties
Yea we eatin' plenty check the pantry
From the sound wave to the rebel alliance
From the tattered britches to expensive dishes
Now we meeting ends with these new beginnings
Yet to sign to major for the bankroll but thank the Lord
that I dodge the penitentiary nice guy but my inside is empty
Mighty fly see with a birds eye
Scribble gems to get my pockets lined 'til I get arthritis bitch my
heart is icy walk in past the bouncer like I knew somebody
crew exhalin' cloudy of that poison ivy went from muggin' strong
To wanna cosign me I don't even like me long stare in the mirror
Who is this nigga
He claim he the realest he shy a bit timid
the riddles worth millions they simple minded
Found the road to top I'm taking it
From the ground now we pavin' it
Hella boastful when I'm ventilating
Too much on my plate still aint taking shit yuh
New sound I make her face lift
I'm in the new town I make the wave splish
New talent we accruing balance swear I
run the game until my shoe is callisted
On the loose gravel keep the flame lit
I relay the message nobody better
I'm young and I'm careless I want it forever but I'm with whatever
'Cause these days I been doing things my way
I can't hide the way it make me feel it's all on my face
Bitch I got it made, yuh
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, yeah
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, no no
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Wave
Why they so negative
How they envy how I edit it
Live my life just like it's precious
Just give me the mic at night and under
light I put a knife in pressure they fabricated
Yeah I've been this quick to set 'em straight
Yea h a nigga next to detonate
California on the birth certificate
How they claim it they ain't seen the wave
How he paint it on a level up
In the tattered garments
Been a starving artist since like '09
Now it's go time fuck a closed mind
I swear my heart is hardened
Need the placement
For my family's sake
I have been through
Make 'em feel a way
Why do I feel outta place here
Why are they all in my face?
Nobody better with the rhetoric
Tupac Shakur with the predicates
West Side, West Side
Yea you dead right, dead right
And for them hating bitch ass niggas
quick to switch I tell 'em to behave
From the attic to the airwaves
Gimme five for the air play
Multi milly rockin' money plotting
Going up yea h I just elevate
Up the staircase I'm headed to the paper
prayed for this since I was folding planes
Now we on let 'em serenade
I see the change pray for better days
I been down and out I needed change I flip it into a dollar
Split with my people fuck the hatred they
dimissing evils yea we all equal I point out the obvious
They carbon they copy us
Rose gold the neck is decorated
Screaming power to the populus
Want it all and nothing opposite
Yeah
'Cause these days I been doing things my way
I can't hide the way it make me feel it's all on my face
Bitch I got it made, yuh
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, yeah
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, no no
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Yuh!
Yuh! (Wave)
Wave, yuh
Doing things my way
I swear they'll never really understand me
I need a comma like a need a Grammy
She lace the floor with there designer panties
Yea we eatin' plenty check the pantry
From the sound wave to the rebel alliance
From the tattered britches to expensive dishes
Now we meeting ends with these new beginnings
Yet to sign to major for the bankroll but thank the Lord
that I dodge the penitentiary nice guy but my inside is empty
Mighty fly see with a birds eye
Scribble gems to get my pockets lined 'til I get arthritis bitch my
heart is icy walk in past the bouncer like I knew somebody
crew exhalin' cloudy of that poison ivy went from muggin' strong
To wanna cosign me I don't even like me long stare in the mirror
Who is this nigga
He claim he the realest he shy a bit timid
the riddles worth millions they simple minded
Found the road to top I'm taking it
From the ground now we pavin' it
Hella boastful when I'm ventilating
Too much on my plate still aint taking shit yuh
New sound I make her face lift
I'm in the new town I make the wave splish
New talent we accruing balance swear I
run the game until my shoe is callisted
On the loose gravel keep the flame lit
I relay the message nobody better
I'm young and I'm careless I want it forever but I'm with whatever
'Cause these days I been doing things my way
I can't hide the way it make me feel it's all on my face
Bitch I got it made, yuh
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, yeah
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, no no
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Wave
Why they so negative
How they envy how I edit it
Live my life just like it's precious
Just give me the mic at night and under
light I put a knife in pressure they fabricated
Yeah I've been this quick to set 'em straight
Yea h a nigga next to detonate
California on the birth certificate
How they claim it they ain't seen the wave
How he paint it on a level up
In the tattered garments
Been a starving artist since like '09
Now it's go time fuck a closed mind
I swear my heart is hardened
Need the placement
For my family's sake
I have been through
Make 'em feel a way
Why do I feel outta place here
Why are they all in my face?
Nobody better with the rhetoric
Tupac Shakur with the predicates
West Side, West Side
Yea you dead right, dead right
And for them hating bitch ass niggas
quick to switch I tell 'em to behave
From the attic to the airwaves
Gimme five for the air play
Multi milly rockin' money plotting
Going up yea h I just elevate
Up the staircase I'm headed to the paper
prayed for this since I was folding planes
Now we on let 'em serenade
I see the change pray for better days
I been down and out I needed change I flip it into a dollar
Split with my people fuck the hatred they
dimissing evils yea we all equal I point out the obvious
They carbon they copy us
Rose gold the neck is decorated
Screaming power to the populus
Want it all and nothing opposite
Yeah
'Cause these days I been doing things my way
I can't hide the way it make me feel it's all on my face
Bitch I got it made, yuh
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, yeah
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Things been going my way, aye
Hope the feeling don't fade, no no
Screaming money ain't a thang
Ain't to telling where I land
Probably somewhere near the waves
Credits
Writer(s): Nickalaus Jackson
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