Joey BadASS - Waves lyrics

rate me

Yeah

Remember back in the days

When you used to rock waves and shit

One life,Yeah I had to fuck with 360 my nigga

But ain't nobody in the hood fucking with my shit

and thats real shit

Since '95 momma been workin 9 to 5

And I know the landlord fed up with our lives

So we pray up to Gods, the Ja's and the Allah's

To keep us safe and watch our lives

'Cause all we tryin' to do is do good

Put on my hood when I walk through hoods 'cause

These niggas these days is loco

You get it in your vocals if you ain't a local

Yeah, that's why I'm tryin' to go global

Yeah, That's why I'm trying to be a mogul

I'm hopeful that me spitting this soulful

Well have me the daily postal, flying coastal in tofu

Like I told you I know niggas who trash rappin'

Worried about the trend and fashions

Rather than to sending passion

They want me to send 'em tracks

But I just send 'em laughter

Right after I start laughing

They start asking, what happened

But back to the chapter

Momma told me follow dreams

Should never had to ask her to

So that's what I do ,

Became an MC master

Since then its been a disaster for you and your favorite rapper

Go ahead ask 'em " Who is Joey Bad?"

watch them grab some asthma

Damn it's so sad, he post the chat up

'Cause he know he'd rather the back up

Then to admit the kid is hotter than magma

But fuck it,gotta give credit where it's due

'Cause you ain't going like the karma when it's set up on you

It can get you in your medical,fuck you up in the decibal

So get you to the brief of reziduu, found in your retina

And they taught me not to be so complex

Never down to acomplish , articles and complex

And the source, Alfredo of course

There I go again,stepping out of line

Running of course,I heard a report

That is like sexual intercourse with your thoughts

When I talk about the shoes in which I walk

For it is not false , no afford that this kid from the north

Speaks the force upon, and reinforce the source

And I'm sure by now, you can assume he never lost

And that's some sort of divorce, or a corpse

Born a boss, no days off,child labour

Let me see yours in favour to spin that back like tornados

Yeah

But it's far from over

Won't stop until I meet Hova

And my momma's in a rover

'Til I'm the owner,

Of the world's finest motors

I'll be like supernovas

In your daughters room on a poster

Known as histories

Biggest musical composer

No disrespect to Bob Marl

Yeah nothing stoner

Marijuana my odor

And when I get older

Hold my sperm into zone

For my scrotum meets a septum over

Like 3 times,have 3 kids

I hope me and my wife could show 'em

Not to make the same mistakes that we did

All day knowledge to knowledge

'Cause yeah,they gonna need it

'Cause when my parents would try and tell me I just wouldnt receive it

Couldn't believe it, 'til I saw it with my own pupils

Fuck that when I learned that their device was truly useful

But fuck it ,only made it as human beings,more neutral

Eventho over time our punished mistake grew more crucial

Show you where the blue should,

'Cause my past match trick

Hope when they all are checked

Lights are even madly

Go over mass it

They have my songs mastered

Until then all I can do is imagine

Imagine, I'mma make it all happen

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