mar$ gram - waves lyrics
[intro]
[verse 1]
i’m taking my last shot, swish it through the net, crowd jump with the mascot, i’m back for the rap crown, your back in the crack spot, attacking the track fast then having your -ss taught, a lesson, your holding us back, with no progression, this rap shift is my life, i made it my own obsession, i spit it viscous my compet-tion got no aggression, i came to change the game to changing the whole perception, in matter of minutes i had the sk!lls to write rhymes, what i did in my rookie days would’ve took you lifetimes, now i’m on my up, see you on the way down, know it’s been a long journey hope you had a nice ride, wake up, wake up, we ain’t got the time to lay down, how you think i got that twenty grand in the bank now, they told me i couldn’t do it without school i’m looking ruined, but i took the world, turned it in my f-cking playground
[hook] x2
yea i came to make waves
bussing more shots
than a f-cking ak
so if this is all i got
then you better make way
cause i’m coming for your spot
rushing like a freight train
[verse 2]
this that presidential swag b-tch, yea plus the best d-ck you ever had b-tch, sorry if i’m on some c-cky sh-t, going out the ring like a legend on some rocky sh-t, icy like a hockey stick, drive a m-ssarati whip, smoking sh-t that leave your head spinning like karate flips, y’all should be on floppy disk, teach em like some doggy tricks, used to miss cl-ss n spit raps now it got me this, p-ssion to write, till i’m bashing the mic, b-tch i do it for the pride not the cash or the hype, just imagine if i started to slack in a fight, this is actually like tyson reacting to bite, his opponents face off i’m going to take off, my lyrics are like a m-ssacre flow like a chainsaw, my pen is a higher caliber pull it out like excalibur damaging any challenger writer or rap battler
[hook] x2
yea i came to make waves
bussing more shots
than a f-cking ak
so if this is all i got
then you better make way
cause i’m coming for your spot
rushing like a freight train
[verse 3]
rejuvenated i knew i’d make it i grew awake and started moving paper late through the bank not to cool to save it, i knew the game wasn’t true but to fake it’s never an option for me, gotta be boxing the beat, fight with the rhymes that i write you might just need caution the heat, grown to size that you won’t be hiding from crossing the street, why i be dodging police, cause they don’t serve n protect, if you get seen out here making moves they might murder you next, i’m steady earning a check, i put it all on the line, you rhyme on b-tches n hoes, i’m putting knowledge in mine, let’s call it divine, this is a fact n the truth, you think you’ll never get took down till it happens to you, f-ck what they yap in the news, i’ll smack ya camera crews, this is real sh-t, not me bragging on fashion n shoes, i’m spitting crack in the booth, this is the actual proof, i’m an -ss-ssin who move with faster reactions than you, when i be rapping i knew i’d have to give back to the youth, hope you have p-ssion n all the glad satisfaction to lose, you see me p-ssing em’ who’s, honestly better me, i beat the devil in three seconds inevitably, move like a veteran be, chasing that cheddar n cheese, rapping compet-tively, when i be wrecking elite, this is a delicacy that i handle delicately, spitting it effortlessly with venom injecting the beat
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