937 Bitch
I am not alone said that I would get it on my own
Non-believers I do not condone
Tell my mama I'ma prove em wrong
I been trynna get back on my grind
I can grip the 40 or the 9
It don't mean a nigga got a spine
Who know what is real and what's a lie
Now let me take you way back
So I'm talking way back
Way before them niggas dreaded
And we had the wave cap
Used to think they had a waveeee
Now I think it's all cap
Used to wanna be like Max till they gave him the Max (Max B)
I can never be a clone but Strom Troopers at home
Feel like Darth Vader all this black I got on
When yo body black they say he cannot own
I just need a nip of they fortune to hustle (Hussle)
He just might bust you he gon rush you
Headshot bet that trigger clicking double
That's a bloody puddle now the DA got that for rebuttal
When the system f*ck you on your face there's barely been a stubble
But you stumble off yo lean now yo belly look like uncle's
My nigga got convicted by 12 of his peers
Know I square up six times and give em hands in pairs
I could always sense he ain't wanna snitch
Let me ask what should he do when he innocent
Now he caught up in a bid like an auction
Paint a picture that my nigga stone cold like Austin
I ain't scared to rattle snakes on 95 interstate
No I can't enter state penitentiary
My pen been talking trenches see
But I ain't see no victories
On this forefront hanging out them store fronts
RIP with the cloud font on the shirt
Clout is what they want
I ain't give a f*ck bout that shit
Now a nigga up
YEAH
I am not alone said that I would get it on my own
Non-believers I do not condone
Tell my mama I'ma prove em wrong
I been trynna get back on my grind
I can grip the 40 or the 9
It don't mean a nigga got a spine
Who know what is real and what's a lie
Bailz Pagliacci - Wave Lyrics
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937 Bitch
I am not alone said that I would get it on my own
Non-believers I do not condone
Tell my mama I'ma prove em wrong
I been trynna get back on my grind
I can grip the 40 or the 9
It don't mean a nigga got a spine
Who know what is real and what's a lie
Now let me take you way back
So I'm talking way back
Way before them niggas dreaded
And we had the wave cap
Used to think they had a waveeee
Now I think it's all cap
Used to wanna be like Max till they gave him the Max (Max B)
I can never be a clone but Strom Troopers at home
Feel like Darth Vader all this black I got on
When yo body black they say he cannot own
I just need a nip of they fortune to hustle (Hussle)
He just might bust you he gon rush you
Headshot bet that trigger clicking double
That's a bloody puddle now the DA got that for rebuttal
When the system f*ck you on your face there's barely been a stubble
But you stumble off yo lean now yo belly look like uncle's
My nigga got convicted by 12 of his peers
Know I square up six times and give em hands in pairs
I could always sense he ain't wanna snitch
Let me ask what should he do when he innocent
Now he caught up in a bid like an auction
Paint a picture that my nigga stone cold like Austin
I ain't scared to rattle snakes on 95 interstate
No I can't enter state penitentiary
My pen been talking trenches see
But I ain't see no victories
On this forefront hanging out them store fronts
RIP with the cloud font on the shirt
Clout is what they want
I ain't give a f*ck bout that shit
Now a nigga up
YEAH
I am not alone said that I would get it on my own
Non-believers I do not condone
Tell my mama I'ma prove em wrong
I been trynna get back on my grind
I can grip the 40 or the 9
It don't mean a nigga got a spine
Who know what is real and what's a lie
I am not alone said that I would get it on my own
Non-believers I do not condone
Tell my mama I'ma prove em wrong
I been trynna get back on my grind
I can grip the 40 or the 9
It don't mean a nigga got a spine
Who know what is real and what's a lie
Now let me take you way back
So I'm talking way back
Way before them niggas dreaded
And we had the wave cap
Used to think they had a waveeee
Now I think it's all cap
Used to wanna be like Max till they gave him the Max (Max B)
I can never be a clone but Strom Troopers at home
Feel like Darth Vader all this black I got on
When yo body black they say he cannot own
I just need a nip of they fortune to hustle (Hussle)
He just might bust you he gon rush you
Headshot bet that trigger clicking double
That's a bloody puddle now the DA got that for rebuttal
When the system f*ck you on your face there's barely been a stubble
But you stumble off yo lean now yo belly look like uncle's
My nigga got convicted by 12 of his peers
Know I square up six times and give em hands in pairs
I could always sense he ain't wanna snitch
Let me ask what should he do when he innocent
Now he caught up in a bid like an auction
Paint a picture that my nigga stone cold like Austin
I ain't scared to rattle snakes on 95 interstate
No I can't enter state penitentiary
My pen been talking trenches see
But I ain't see no victories
On this forefront hanging out them store fronts
RIP with the cloud font on the shirt
Clout is what they want
I ain't give a f*ck bout that shit
Now a nigga up
YEAH
I am not alone said that I would get it on my own
Non-believers I do not condone
Tell my mama I'ma prove em wrong
I been trynna get back on my grind
I can grip the 40 or the 9
It don't mean a nigga got a spine
Who know what is real and what's a lie
Writer: Joshua Bailey
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