Vito's Wave Cap

First to rap, bitch
You know you love it when I switch
My flow up cause It's unpredictable, I found my own niche
Sleep good at a motel 6
Life's good on a road that's rich
On tour in Cali, West Virginia, Sweden, Bali, Greenwich
Bruh you know that's cap
Dawg I'm only talking dreams
Shit to hold me down, I might just a need a girl like Scottie Beam
Fuck the present tho, man that shit just so obscene
But I guess that's just my weakness, gotta break out of routines
Uh
Making music is our power play
Bring the energy like a crackhead in the alleyway
Got our independence and it's fought for like from Paraguay
This shit gave me purpose make me joyful like a Saturday, hoe

I don't waste too much time
I live in my lines
Finding my truth
You sip lean, I sip juice
Flows sick like a recluse
The tints brown tho
When you spit they call it clown flow
She don't fuck she play around tho
But if I asked she'd be down tho
You should know this bro
I got the spirit like the Holy Ghost
My whole team spit the golden flow
And it's real dope shit, you might overdose
And the fans take over the whole damn globe
Now ya girl in our DM's
Like this really what you make per diem?
The kid? You never see him
But I'm finna sell out a coliseum
And that's just the way it be
Dj Khaled, we got the major key
Goddamn

A lady's choice speaks volumes
Ultimately it's what she wanna do
Keepin it around or puttin it down
Will never know what she go through
Yeah you planted yo' seed
Let it grow, but she get to pick out the weeds
Flowin' holds it together like yo' saliva that be bindin' a spliff with the trees
Certainly mister, Mrs. Smith's on her knees
No diminishin' leads
Gotta yell cut, mobbed up into the scene
Deadeye with the precision
No optic needed to see that we not missin' a beat
We goin half on the Nobu dinner
You in a cube, stressin' bout no ink in the printer
Hit me up, there's no ring, you left on delivered
Could drop this shit and spot up for 3 on the 6ers

Uh

Master my god flow, so y'all know
Ima need this shit pronto
You takin vacays in cabo
Tight w my niggas like Chris, Mando, Pablo
Makin' this fullproof
A nigga be zonin', workin' and steady passin' wave checks
Twistin' heads like the exorcist, in other words, me and my nigga's gon' break necks

And I gotta stay ten toes down
We gonna make it out this home town
You can't change what I know now
I've been this
And I've been real
Don't give a shit
How you feel
This is one love, this is one life
Gotta know what it feel like
So I touch down in those stage lights
Homie, fuck your wave this is my time
Medicine through my rhymes
Heaven sent till we all time
Like yeah, feel the energy
Feel the fucking vibe, rapping entity
Till I fucking die
That's the message
Wonder what, fathers out in heaven
Thinking when I only show to the funerals, but
Fuck it, Ima fuck the world, tell you what I already know
This game a drug and we gon' take this shit till we over dose



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Writer(s): Daniel Villalta
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