Tide (Beat)
Unrelated
Bro, bro
Yo, news feed coming like a tide (Yup)
Can't drown me, no sir, I glide
Paradise, we could make a round trip
No whip, feet up, chilling in a spaceship
We dip
Yea, soaring into orbit
Lately feeling that rage like John Wick
World going crazy and I wanna spit wisdom but it's sticking to my gums
So I'm sticking to the drums
And I'm wavy like a strum
Showing love to the ones who survive in the slums, we're opposed like thumbs
I just wanna spread peace
Have a J and a feast
With all my enemies, talk about legacies
Getting deep as anemones
Yea, you know it's a necessity, ugh
I don't know what life holds, I'm not peeking at the hands
But I'm peeking at the screens, is it hard to understand (Nah)
Strange fruit hanging low
George Floyd and Breonna Taylor, oh (RIP)
There's a lot more black blood written in statistics
Yea, hits hard like force on ballistics
How are you surprised when we go ballistic
It feels like fate is straight up sadistic
News feed coming like a tide (Yup)
Can't drown me, no sir, I glide (Yup)
Paradise, we could make a round trip
No whip, feet up, chilling in a spaceship
We dip
Tempted to escape, gotta chill out like Arctic nights
What is on my neck, no sir, no ice (Brr)
What is on my mind
Well it sounds like this (This, this)
Riding the wave
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the waves
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the waves
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the waves
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the
Don't care if it's a monsoon or a typhoon (Nope)
Brother will survive, on the rise like a Moon (Yup)
I wanna grow the culture
Uplift like Ali, Kobe, RIP, or
Kung Fu Kenny Lamar
Shine bright like a collapsing star (Wow)
Imma help people lift these bars so the strain of the weight of the world isn't hard
News feed coming like a tide
Can't drown me, no sir, I glide
Paradise, we could make a round trip
No whip, feet up, chilling in a spaceship
We dip
Yea, feeling far from myself, the distance is an asteroid belt
Gotta stay mindful, smooth like the rhythm of a vinyl, no matter what goes viral
Can't stay twisted, up in that spiral
Gotta change with the times, third eye, open wide
Bro, bro
Yo, news feed coming like a tide (Yup)
Can't drown me, no sir, I glide
Paradise, we could make a round trip
No whip, feet up, chilling in a spaceship
We dip
Yea, soaring into orbit
Lately feeling that rage like John Wick
World going crazy and I wanna spit wisdom but it's sticking to my gums
So I'm sticking to the drums
And I'm wavy like a strum
Showing love to the ones who survive in the slums, we're opposed like thumbs
I just wanna spread peace
Have a J and a feast
With all my enemies, talk about legacies
Getting deep as anemones
Yea, you know it's a necessity, ugh
I don't know what life holds, I'm not peeking at the hands
But I'm peeking at the screens, is it hard to understand (Nah)
Strange fruit hanging low
George Floyd and Breonna Taylor, oh (RIP)
There's a lot more black blood written in statistics
Yea, hits hard like force on ballistics
How are you surprised when we go ballistic
It feels like fate is straight up sadistic
News feed coming like a tide (Yup)
Can't drown me, no sir, I glide (Yup)
Paradise, we could make a round trip
No whip, feet up, chilling in a spaceship
We dip
Tempted to escape, gotta chill out like Arctic nights
What is on my neck, no sir, no ice (Brr)
What is on my mind
Well it sounds like this (This, this)
Riding the wave
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the waves
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the waves
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the waves
I'm riding the wave
I'm riding the
Don't care if it's a monsoon or a typhoon (Nope)
Brother will survive, on the rise like a Moon (Yup)
I wanna grow the culture
Uplift like Ali, Kobe, RIP, or
Kung Fu Kenny Lamar
Shine bright like a collapsing star (Wow)
Imma help people lift these bars so the strain of the weight of the world isn't hard
News feed coming like a tide
Can't drown me, no sir, I glide
Paradise, we could make a round trip
No whip, feet up, chilling in a spaceship
We dip
Yea, feeling far from myself, the distance is an asteroid belt
Gotta stay mindful, smooth like the rhythm of a vinyl, no matter what goes viral
Can't stay twisted, up in that spiral
Gotta change with the times, third eye, open wide
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Writer(s): Richard Renelique
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