goodbye?
Wave God
This some real heavy shit
Yeah
Yeah
Rolled up a J, I'm probably gon' face it
I said I wanted to quit and every one told me be patient
I been waitin' since like 7th grade what it take?
Thought by now I'd have the bread to buy a fuckin' lake
But yet & still it's a 9 to 5 barely scrapin' by
'Member back, we had to buy our groceries at Save-A-Lot
Nowadays I ain't broke, but I ain't truly making guap
All this talent and money goin' to waste just makes me cry
Gotta do this for my baby I know I sound like a broken record
"Focus on Me" was just the start and now you know me better
Sealed my fate at 2 minutes 45 seconds
Play that shit and see my words made sure Avery ass was destined
To be here on earth givin' me that extra push I knew I needed
First time she smiled at me my heart was in a million pieces
And when I hear her call my name in the mornin'
Makes my day when it just started
Being "daddy" gave my life some meaning
Finally put the bottle down, I only drink on weekends
I know I'm slowly becoming better
If only I could get rid of hopeless feelings instead of
Being down 24/7 and rollin' with a vendetta, shit
Why do I hold a grudge? I know that shit is toxic
But I can't help it when nobody is apologizin'
Did what they did and just pretended like it never happened
Then act like I'm the dick 'cause when I see em we ain't dapping
Maybe I just need to grow up
Maybe I was tripping, maybe I'm starting to go nuts
The way I'm always breakin' down a nigga need a tow truck
Done lost my will like 4 times, I'm sitting on some donuts
And round that time I'd usually cop a 12 pack of Corona
Wake up the next day and my skin got that brew aroma
But now I'm smoking like I have glaucoma, it clears my head
When I feel that slight change don't gotta think about what's next
Living in the moment
Something I need to understand
Everything don't always go as planned, yeah
My grandma told me if you on time you late
So I'm early to every wave chasin' a hundred grand, yeah
If I make just 1 rack on this album it won't be my last
Just gotta prove to myself I can really get this cash
I really mean this shit
I would never tell y'all lies
I'm sorry but this might be my Goodbye
This some real heavy shit
Yeah
Yeah
Rolled up a J, I'm probably gon' face it
I said I wanted to quit and every one told me be patient
I been waitin' since like 7th grade what it take?
Thought by now I'd have the bread to buy a fuckin' lake
But yet & still it's a 9 to 5 barely scrapin' by
'Member back, we had to buy our groceries at Save-A-Lot
Nowadays I ain't broke, but I ain't truly making guap
All this talent and money goin' to waste just makes me cry
Gotta do this for my baby I know I sound like a broken record
"Focus on Me" was just the start and now you know me better
Sealed my fate at 2 minutes 45 seconds
Play that shit and see my words made sure Avery ass was destined
To be here on earth givin' me that extra push I knew I needed
First time she smiled at me my heart was in a million pieces
And when I hear her call my name in the mornin'
Makes my day when it just started
Being "daddy" gave my life some meaning
Finally put the bottle down, I only drink on weekends
I know I'm slowly becoming better
If only I could get rid of hopeless feelings instead of
Being down 24/7 and rollin' with a vendetta, shit
Why do I hold a grudge? I know that shit is toxic
But I can't help it when nobody is apologizin'
Did what they did and just pretended like it never happened
Then act like I'm the dick 'cause when I see em we ain't dapping
Maybe I just need to grow up
Maybe I was tripping, maybe I'm starting to go nuts
The way I'm always breakin' down a nigga need a tow truck
Done lost my will like 4 times, I'm sitting on some donuts
And round that time I'd usually cop a 12 pack of Corona
Wake up the next day and my skin got that brew aroma
But now I'm smoking like I have glaucoma, it clears my head
When I feel that slight change don't gotta think about what's next
Living in the moment
Something I need to understand
Everything don't always go as planned, yeah
My grandma told me if you on time you late
So I'm early to every wave chasin' a hundred grand, yeah
If I make just 1 rack on this album it won't be my last
Just gotta prove to myself I can really get this cash
I really mean this shit
I would never tell y'all lies
I'm sorry but this might be my Goodbye
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Writer(s): Jordan Jones
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