Catch a Vibe
Catch a vibe
Catch a Wave
Let's get Cash
Let's get paid
I had to grind
And I prayed
I been working like a slave
I'm doing this all for you
For you
Thank God I made it through
I had to go super harder
I had to jump in that water
You are looking at the author
I did this all for my Father
I did this all for my Mama
Sorry your sons caused you drama
But now we counting up commas
Here's a payment for ya Trauma
I did this shit with my brothers
The ones I grew up with
The ones that's gone be around
If you ain't with us then honestly Fuck ya Cause I know yo ass ain't gone be around
I know they tryna go copy the wave
I know they wanna go Kinko the style
I May have to go send 5 shots they way
These niggas gone think it's cinco de Mayo
Nah nah I ain't beat the trail
Hell yeah them crackers sat me down
Oh no but I'm back now
Confiskated we don't fuck around
And I'm still in the plans of my memories
Skating way back, Elementary
I came right out the penitentiary
Still had the formula no need for Chemistry
Catch a vibe
Catch a Wave
Let's get Cash
Let's get paid
I had to grind
And I prayed
I been working like a slave
I'm doing this all for you
For you
Thank God I made it through
You always wrote back I can't write that off
Baby that wouldn't be right at all
On this track I didn't write at all
All I'm tryna do is right my wrongs
Hope that I can reach you in a song
If not then the fans a sing along
They don't love you till you dead and gone
But my memory will carry on
I was that nigga that wrote ya and told ya
That I was gonna get Skateshop
I was that nigga that wrote ya and told ya
That I would leave the mic and stage Hot
Tell me where's the lie
I did everything I said I would do when I came back
Niggas swear they know me
But I swear they didn't even know the kid form
Way back
Getting money now
I see that ass girl so bounce the shit
If not
Please get the fuck from around me quick
Niggas too
Cause all them niggas be counterfeit
When you getting money
I swear these hoes just wanna see you count the shit
But everything is accounted for
And you can't count me out when it's war
I caught a wave and I rode to shore
I caught your vibe when I felt your aura
I caught a bag like I work in luggage
You tried to start making feelings public
Sorry baby I don't owe you nothing
Rozay everyday I'm Hustlin
Catch a vibe
Catch a Wave
Let's get Cash
Let's get paid
I had to grind
And I prayed
I been working like a slave
I'm doing this all for you
For you
Thank God I made it through
Catch a Wave
Let's get Cash
Let's get paid
I had to grind
And I prayed
I been working like a slave
I'm doing this all for you
For you
Thank God I made it through
I had to go super harder
I had to jump in that water
You are looking at the author
I did this all for my Father
I did this all for my Mama
Sorry your sons caused you drama
But now we counting up commas
Here's a payment for ya Trauma
I did this shit with my brothers
The ones I grew up with
The ones that's gone be around
If you ain't with us then honestly Fuck ya Cause I know yo ass ain't gone be around
I know they tryna go copy the wave
I know they wanna go Kinko the style
I May have to go send 5 shots they way
These niggas gone think it's cinco de Mayo
Nah nah I ain't beat the trail
Hell yeah them crackers sat me down
Oh no but I'm back now
Confiskated we don't fuck around
And I'm still in the plans of my memories
Skating way back, Elementary
I came right out the penitentiary
Still had the formula no need for Chemistry
Catch a vibe
Catch a Wave
Let's get Cash
Let's get paid
I had to grind
And I prayed
I been working like a slave
I'm doing this all for you
For you
Thank God I made it through
You always wrote back I can't write that off
Baby that wouldn't be right at all
On this track I didn't write at all
All I'm tryna do is right my wrongs
Hope that I can reach you in a song
If not then the fans a sing along
They don't love you till you dead and gone
But my memory will carry on
I was that nigga that wrote ya and told ya
That I was gonna get Skateshop
I was that nigga that wrote ya and told ya
That I would leave the mic and stage Hot
Tell me where's the lie
I did everything I said I would do when I came back
Niggas swear they know me
But I swear they didn't even know the kid form
Way back
Getting money now
I see that ass girl so bounce the shit
If not
Please get the fuck from around me quick
Niggas too
Cause all them niggas be counterfeit
When you getting money
I swear these hoes just wanna see you count the shit
But everything is accounted for
And you can't count me out when it's war
I caught a wave and I rode to shore
I caught your vibe when I felt your aura
I caught a bag like I work in luggage
You tried to start making feelings public
Sorry baby I don't owe you nothing
Rozay everyday I'm Hustlin
Catch a vibe
Catch a Wave
Let's get Cash
Let's get paid
I had to grind
And I prayed
I been working like a slave
I'm doing this all for you
For you
Thank God I made it through
Credits
Writer(s): David Nathan Parkinson, Chris Comben
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