Wax
If you don't know who we are
But you feel us in your veins
We are from the stars
Baby we are not the same
We was like two pots and pans away from the trap
Hella clean place can't wait for the dishes
I ain't finna snitch but the place came wit rats
Had a nigga feeling like I prayed for eviction
Sleeping on the floor, least the place came wit that
I was hella broke couldn't wait for the riches
Tryna bust a nut, tryna bust a vein in fact
Might just pay a hoe
I can't wait, can't wait on these bitches
Can't wait like fuck up
Chin upitty-niggas the lip, get you done up
Punchline end lifelines don't run up
Who dat there, me on the double dare come up
Hangin' the goat-chain swang like nunchucks
Changing my language, can't speak anguish
Put up wit a lot, put the rest in the dump truck
I just wanna rap, that's a fact, nigga put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
Put me on wax like Q-Tip Taj
I don't really think these niggas hear me these days
I said put me on wax like Q-Tip, God
That should be enough to make em fear me these days
I think I'ma pull up wit a jimmy these days
Fuck up any beat you wanna give me these days
I just wanna rap, if I make some bread
Pray it be a loaf, all I need is growth
Brother out the cell, say he free to go
He ain't on parol, oh you free free
That's my soldier though, he don't need me
All he need is God, all we need is God
Aye I be in the stu like carrots like yams
Aye I be in the booth like you gotta pay toll
I said I just wanna rap these are all God's plans
Till the day that I go, put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
But you feel us in your veins
We are from the stars
Baby we are not the same
We was like two pots and pans away from the trap
Hella clean place can't wait for the dishes
I ain't finna snitch but the place came wit rats
Had a nigga feeling like I prayed for eviction
Sleeping on the floor, least the place came wit that
I was hella broke couldn't wait for the riches
Tryna bust a nut, tryna bust a vein in fact
Might just pay a hoe
I can't wait, can't wait on these bitches
Can't wait like fuck up
Chin upitty-niggas the lip, get you done up
Punchline end lifelines don't run up
Who dat there, me on the double dare come up
Hangin' the goat-chain swang like nunchucks
Changing my language, can't speak anguish
Put up wit a lot, put the rest in the dump truck
I just wanna rap, that's a fact, nigga put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
Put me on wax like Q-Tip Taj
I don't really think these niggas hear me these days
I said put me on wax like Q-Tip, God
That should be enough to make em fear me these days
I think I'ma pull up wit a jimmy these days
Fuck up any beat you wanna give me these days
I just wanna rap, if I make some bread
Pray it be a loaf, all I need is growth
Brother out the cell, say he free to go
He ain't on parol, oh you free free
That's my soldier though, he don't need me
All he need is God, all we need is God
Aye I be in the stu like carrots like yams
Aye I be in the booth like you gotta pay toll
I said I just wanna rap these are all God's plans
Till the day that I go, put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Put me on wax
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, oh God
Nigga these sixteens, Lord knows
Nigga these sixteens, on squad
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Writer(s): Stephen Payen
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