Central WAV
Yeah, yeah we finna run these races
Sea of familiar faces
We speak a whole different language (Straight up)
Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it
Make sure we touchin' all bases
We got some personal cases (Rez)
Don't worry you know that we'll get along
Get used to droppin' the top
I'm finna drop and post up on that opp
Question is do or do not
Like do what you want
GQ up on the rocks
Pullin' out coupes straight out the lot
I can't be put in a box
He wanna talk, I get my bands up (Yeah)
I don't wanna talk bad about nothin'
You know I'm locked in (I'm 'boutta go)
That is the only way (No way)
Only way I show my range (My range)
Next beat is when we rage (We rage)
Just wait for the new mixtape (Mixtape)
Ah, ah, ah, ride the wave, ride the wave
Yeah, yeah we finna run these races
Sea of familiar faces
We speak a whole different language (Straight up)
Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it
Make sure we touchin' all bases
We got some personal cases (Rez)
Fly (Fly it), fly around the globe
Went from Paris straight to Rome
Wrote a song about that too
I had a good time, but something ain't feel right
'Cause my mind was preoccupied
Filled with thoughts, my head clouded like the sky (Straight up)
I went from jets seats to them jetskis
And I ride around on the big seas and I
I hate these fakers (No lie)
'Cause the one thing that I hate more than like anything is when these cappers lie (Flex, get right)
Please don't hide petty secrets from me
Like I ain't blind, you know that, why're you making a scene?
Like you got options, you got some options
Where do we go?
You gotta know truth
I've got to know you (Oh, ah)
Wait, they like "Rez you trippin'"
Guess you ain't readin' the lyrics
I'm finna run up these bars like a business
Gonna take more than my guts and my feelings
I got the flow, now I work on my cadence (Yeah)
Cookin' up, servin' the latest (Grrah)
Hang on, hang on
Do not disturb when I hang on the low
Rattle his bones, bones, bones
That boy he's so cold, cold, cold
But they wanna know what we on
They wanna know what we doin'
I got these bands, bands, bands
I'm finna go rage with Vamps
Go ragin' with Cactus Jack
All of my slimes say "SLATT"
Talk it out, speak aloud
We done got sick and tired of waitin' up for you to come around
But look what we doin' now
Give it a second chance in the second wind
In a better land
If you get too high, you may never land
Go and take the risk, you a better man
They like, "Rez, you can't rap"
They like, "Rez, it don't slap"
Boy I wish you would hop on the mic so you'd do it like that
I just keep killin' these verses
Strike 'em down with no mercy
Only time your opinions shine is when you know where your place is
Yeah, yeah we finna run these races
Sea of familiar faces
We speak a whole different language (Straight up)
Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it
Make sure we touchin' all bases
We got some personal cases (Rez)
Surfin' on top (Rez)
Yeah, surfin' on top
46, I reminisce, midnight hits
Ride the wave
Get away
I need some space
Escape this place
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah
Oh nah, nah, nah
Sea of familiar faces
We speak a whole different language (Straight up)
Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it
Make sure we touchin' all bases
We got some personal cases (Rez)
Don't worry you know that we'll get along
Get used to droppin' the top
I'm finna drop and post up on that opp
Question is do or do not
Like do what you want
GQ up on the rocks
Pullin' out coupes straight out the lot
I can't be put in a box
He wanna talk, I get my bands up (Yeah)
I don't wanna talk bad about nothin'
You know I'm locked in (I'm 'boutta go)
That is the only way (No way)
Only way I show my range (My range)
Next beat is when we rage (We rage)
Just wait for the new mixtape (Mixtape)
Ah, ah, ah, ride the wave, ride the wave
Yeah, yeah we finna run these races
Sea of familiar faces
We speak a whole different language (Straight up)
Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it
Make sure we touchin' all bases
We got some personal cases (Rez)
Fly (Fly it), fly around the globe
Went from Paris straight to Rome
Wrote a song about that too
I had a good time, but something ain't feel right
'Cause my mind was preoccupied
Filled with thoughts, my head clouded like the sky (Straight up)
I went from jets seats to them jetskis
And I ride around on the big seas and I
I hate these fakers (No lie)
'Cause the one thing that I hate more than like anything is when these cappers lie (Flex, get right)
Please don't hide petty secrets from me
Like I ain't blind, you know that, why're you making a scene?
Like you got options, you got some options
Where do we go?
You gotta know truth
I've got to know you (Oh, ah)
Wait, they like "Rez you trippin'"
Guess you ain't readin' the lyrics
I'm finna run up these bars like a business
Gonna take more than my guts and my feelings
I got the flow, now I work on my cadence (Yeah)
Cookin' up, servin' the latest (Grrah)
Hang on, hang on
Do not disturb when I hang on the low
Rattle his bones, bones, bones
That boy he's so cold, cold, cold
But they wanna know what we on
They wanna know what we doin'
I got these bands, bands, bands
I'm finna go rage with Vamps
Go ragin' with Cactus Jack
All of my slimes say "SLATT"
Talk it out, speak aloud
We done got sick and tired of waitin' up for you to come around
But look what we doin' now
Give it a second chance in the second wind
In a better land
If you get too high, you may never land
Go and take the risk, you a better man
They like, "Rez, you can't rap"
They like, "Rez, it don't slap"
Boy I wish you would hop on the mic so you'd do it like that
I just keep killin' these verses
Strike 'em down with no mercy
Only time your opinions shine is when you know where your place is
Yeah, yeah we finna run these races
Sea of familiar faces
We speak a whole different language (Straight up)
Riding the wave, surfin' on top, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Wait, hold up, I got a chance, I'll take it
Make sure we touchin' all bases
We got some personal cases (Rez)
Surfin' on top (Rez)
Yeah, surfin' on top
46, I reminisce, midnight hits
Ride the wave
Get away
I need some space
Escape this place
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah
Oh nah, nah, nah
Credits
Writer(s): Kian Ghasemi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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