New Phone (feat. Big Nature)
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
Telling you we made for greatness
I see all the work but I know we gon' take it my nigga
People gon' come
They gon' go on their own
Home alone
Take the throne that's our placement my nigga
How many of us have friends
How many of us gon' have real relationships nigga
You got to have tunnel vision
Make your decision
You won't be forsaken my nigga
Keep all your friends kind of close
And your enemies closer
The cycle gets better
The wave gon' get bigger
Imposters are gonna stay tethered
For all of the worst or the better
Keep your shit together
Know who you are from the process
If you have read on the doctrine
To get all your knowledge no college shit
Stay on your wave fuck the politics nigga
Surf on
Yeah
For all the times that I took for granted
I dry my eyes and light up the backwoods
Left pussy on the table instead of my mattress
Tales of a young dumb black romantic
Socially erratic
Wish I could go backwards to take back my antics
The cats I was running with were corny from the jump
I just went and upped my standards
Nigga yeah
No love lost
Heard it don't cost a thing
So what your frat cost
Or the bag or the shoes that your girl bought
Or that new car your mama whipped off the lot
Huh
That ain't real
I don't speak unless I know how I feel
And I've been having mixed feelings about y'all niggas
So I get no reception here
Yeah
Telling you we made for greatness
I see all the work but I know we gon' take it my nigga
People gon' come
They gon' go on their own
Home alone
Take the throne that's our placement my nigga
How many of us have friends
How many of us gon' have real relationships nigga
You got to have tunnel vision
Make your decision
You won't be forsaken my nigga
Keep all your friends kind of close
And your enemies closer
The cycle gets better
The wave gon' get bigger
Imposters are gonna stay tethered
For all of the worst or the better
Keep your shit together
Know who you are from the process
If you have read on the doctrine
To get all your knowledge no college shit
Stay on your wave fuck the politics nigga
Surf on
Yeah
For all the times that I took for granted
I dry my eyes and light up the backwoods
Left pussy on the table instead of my mattress
Tales of a young dumb black romantic
Socially erratic
Wish I could go backwards to take back my antics
The cats I was running with were corny from the jump
I just went and upped my standards
Nigga yeah
No love lost
Heard it don't cost a thing
So what your frat cost
Or the bag or the shoes that your girl bought
Or that new car your mama whipped off the lot
Huh
That ain't real
I don't speak unless I know how I feel
And I've been having mixed feelings about y'all niggas
So I get no reception here
Credits
Writer(s): Manny Bravo
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