Wave
With a wave so high
It touch the clouds
That's what I'm about
I picked up the pen
And in a sec I
Quashed the doubt
Dreamt a million dollars
Sitting in my bank account
Watch me spit it out my mouth
If I take an L
I move it eleven letters up the alphabet till that shit sitting well
Chasing seven figure salaries
And heaven reaching balconies
Can't waste my time at wishing wells
But wish me well
Quickly reaching terminal velocity
Philosophy won't save you from
The modern man monotony
And honestly, you gotta be a
Cross between an oddity and prodigy
To sign up for the lottery
It's like a colonoscopy
Cause they're way up in my ass
For the shit that they need
And I been busy doing math
Cause I'm gauging my greed
So if you hit me up to talk
Right now I'm setting the scene
I ain't hearing what you say
Unless we getting the green
Call me Tyson
I ain't Mike, I'm Neil DeGrasse
Cause they need some educating
Imma catch em, sit your ass
Stars ain't nothing to the cosmos
You a little ball of gas
That gon' last a certain period
Then elapse
Look, wave way up in outer space
Mass so overwhelming drag
Your orbit out of place
Often cold and selfish
But I'm known to have my days
In a daze, hit the play
That's consent to blow your brains
Wait
Moonlit walks, down the road behind
With a loaded mind, seeing coded signs
Which I note as rhymes, the gold I mine
Through throat I try, to pour my soul
And coax a high, out broken lines
On broken bones, just hope that I
Don't die and I can see my future
Come to light, before my eyes
It touch the clouds
That's what I'm about
I picked up the pen
And in a sec I
Quashed the doubt
Dreamt a million dollars
Sitting in my bank account
Watch me spit it out my mouth
If I take an L
I move it eleven letters up the alphabet till that shit sitting well
Chasing seven figure salaries
And heaven reaching balconies
Can't waste my time at wishing wells
But wish me well
Quickly reaching terminal velocity
Philosophy won't save you from
The modern man monotony
And honestly, you gotta be a
Cross between an oddity and prodigy
To sign up for the lottery
It's like a colonoscopy
Cause they're way up in my ass
For the shit that they need
And I been busy doing math
Cause I'm gauging my greed
So if you hit me up to talk
Right now I'm setting the scene
I ain't hearing what you say
Unless we getting the green
Call me Tyson
I ain't Mike, I'm Neil DeGrasse
Cause they need some educating
Imma catch em, sit your ass
Stars ain't nothing to the cosmos
You a little ball of gas
That gon' last a certain period
Then elapse
Look, wave way up in outer space
Mass so overwhelming drag
Your orbit out of place
Often cold and selfish
But I'm known to have my days
In a daze, hit the play
That's consent to blow your brains
Wait
Moonlit walks, down the road behind
With a loaded mind, seeing coded signs
Which I note as rhymes, the gold I mine
Through throat I try, to pour my soul
And coax a high, out broken lines
On broken bones, just hope that I
Don't die and I can see my future
Come to light, before my eyes
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Writer(s): Varun Anand
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