Bazz - WYA

Wya (interlude)

Uh
"Bazz, where you at?"
Yeah, I'm in the booth
I told her the project is coming soon
I think I'm recording a interlude
I needed a beat
That's a little lowkey
To make sure all the lyrics is hitting too
Since I'm recording the album
I can't invite biddies to chill with me in the Stu'
Used to rap for the cat, now we kitten proof

Unless we was talking bout Luna
That's my lil shoota
I know she look good in Dior
If I was A boogie, I'd put her in Puma
I feel like KARIF!
Bad man in the V with a ruger
Had to chill in the V off a ticket
That insurance be kicking
I'm trippin'
Don't worry
I'll fix it
I'm big on the business
I'm big on the fitness, too
"Bazz, where you at?"
Yeah, I'm in the gym
Whole lot of steak on my plate
Had to lose a lil weight
Hit the plank like a militant
I'm getting in shape cuz I'm finna win
If I gotta fight, then it's what it is
I'm putting in work for a check
What you expect from the son of two immigrants

Told Muhamed we can't move illiterate
They don't want us to win
Not a little bit
I'm the source of the truth to these little kids
Travel straight from the mouth like a river did
I be watching my mouth
Tongue is real sharp
Don't wanna be touching the river styx
I move with intention
Deliberate
They ask for the cap
You deliver it
I get to the function, they changing the rate with respect to me
Call me derivative
Deliver my heart on the beat
And whenever I'm mentioning women
Y'all shipping it
I wake up with lust for some beautiful women
I prolly should not show my interest then
On the low
I be knowing they with it
'Cause in private
She treating me different

And the guys picking up on it
Hold on, I gotta switch up on it
Can't let 'em know how he moving
Don't wanna mess with feelings, it's stupid
They hate the field, they be clapping and shooting
I hit the court, I be passing and shooting
She slid on me, damn
Now I gotta show off
If I make this shot then we out on a date
Moments later
Yeah, we not in the park
Moments later
Yeah, she got in the car
Moments later
Yeah, we both in the dark
Moments later
Yeah, I'm feeling a spark
Same night, took it back to the crib
Killer
That ain't even how it is
She from the island and I'm from the bridge
Know I'm a man of my word
We gotta get dinner before you get to meet the kids

"Bazz, where you at?"
Boolin in Buffalo
Yeah and I know the city want me back
It's getting real cray in the towns
I just finished calling up junior
He want him a strap
Lowkey, I see where he coming from
I disagree though
I told him the problem is bigger
Everybody on the block
Do not got a glock
But everybody got a trigger
It's PTSD
Been a issue for a while
We just ain't know for a minute
Pray that my momma and Aji don't feel it
I pray that they safe, every day, every minute
Last time, yeah
I made it religious
Think when I preach, people don't wanna listen
"Bazz, they don't want to hear all that"
I'm getting too real
Lemme chill
I ain't trippin'

"Bazz, where you at?"
Yeah, I'm in the booth
I told her the project is coming soon
I think I'm recording a interlude
I needed a beat
That's a little lowkey
To make sure all the lyrics is hitting too
Baby keep telling me she want the melodies
But I just wanna get lyrical
"Bazz, where you at?"
Yeah, I'm here with you

"Bazz, where you at?"
Yeah, I'm in the booth
I told her the project is coming soon
I just hit Kareem
Now he sending me beats that I put on repeat
I cannot write to 'em
Nah, they just something to listen to
Baby keep telling me she want the melodies
But I just wanna get lyrical
"Bazz, where you at?"
Yeah, I'm here with you
Chai!



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Writer(s): Babou Gaye
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