They threw us into the water
Assuming we couldn't float
Man they must of lost their way
Come here let me drive the boat
Every obstacle we face
Is just a lesson for the growth
And you got to keep your head up
They can't see you losing hope
Planned visits to see my father
Left the crib when I was three
I done seen a lot of shit
But it can't take control of me
I miss my homie in the dirt
He hit my phone before he peaced
It's a different type of feeling
Couple hours he's deceased
I was caught up in that jam
I raise my hands up to the sky now
Mistakes up on my plate
I really shouldn't be alive now
Tried to make the league
But I need bread before I die now
On that money pivot
While y'all hating from the side now
If i ever get played
My nigga I'm on rocky
You don't want it with the hands
I keep them tight like J. Shocky
And I really need a chance
But they be saying mans cocky
Put my all into this shit
So you can't say the jams sloppy
Look to heavens gates
For a better way
I know I'm wrong
So please let us pray
It's a couple folks
That been led astray
But I truly hope
There's a brighter day
I'm going up
Like I levitate
Smoking gas
Watch me elevate
Never stress
I just meditate
Counting cash
How we celebrate
I just moved up out my home
I got a damn buck
Stand tough
Remember selling grams
To get some damn lunch
Tried to foul the homie
That's a and 1
And if you f*cking with the vibes
Then throw your hands up
I told my momma
Ima get it
So I got that
Ima make million
Ain't no option
I came to get it jumping
Y'all just watching
Y'all know that I'm the wave
Let's get it popping
I told my momma
Ima get it
So I got that
Ima make million
Ain't no option
I came to get it jumping
Y'all just watching
Y'all know that I'm the wave
Let's get it popping
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They threw us into the water
Assuming we couldn't float
Man they must of lost their way
Come here let me drive the boat
Every obstacle we face
Is just a lesson for the growth
And you got to keep your head up
They can't see you losing hope
Planned visits to see my father
Left the crib when I was three
I done seen a lot of shit
But it can't take control of me
I miss my homie in the dirt
He hit my phone before he peaced
It's a different type of feeling
Couple hours he's deceased
I was caught up in that jam
I raise my hands up to the sky now
Mistakes up on my plate
I really shouldn't be alive now
Tried to make the league
But I need bread before I die now
On that money pivot
While y'all hating from the side now
If i ever get played
My nigga I'm on rocky
You don't want it with the hands
I keep them tight like J. Shocky
And I really need a chance
But they be saying mans cocky
Put my all into this shit
So you can't say the jams sloppy
Look to heavens gates
For a better way
I know I'm wrong
So please let us pray
It's a couple folks
That been led astray
But I truly hope
There's a brighter day
I'm going up
Like I levitate
Smoking gas
Watch me elevate
Never stress
I just meditate
Counting cash
How we celebrate
I just moved up out my home
I got a damn buck
Stand tough
Remember selling grams
To get some damn lunch
Tried to foul the homie
That's a and 1
And if you f*cking with the vibes
Then throw your hands up
I told my momma
Ima get it
So I got that
Ima make million
Ain't no option
I came to get it jumping
Y'all just watching
Y'all know that I'm the wave
Let's get it popping
I told my momma
Ima get it
So I got that
Ima make million
Ain't no option
I came to get it jumping
Y'all just watching
Y'all know that I'm the wave
Let's get it popping
Assuming we couldn't float
Man they must of lost their way
Come here let me drive the boat
Every obstacle we face
Is just a lesson for the growth
And you got to keep your head up
They can't see you losing hope
Planned visits to see my father
Left the crib when I was three
I done seen a lot of shit
But it can't take control of me
I miss my homie in the dirt
He hit my phone before he peaced
It's a different type of feeling
Couple hours he's deceased
I was caught up in that jam
I raise my hands up to the sky now
Mistakes up on my plate
I really shouldn't be alive now
Tried to make the league
But I need bread before I die now
On that money pivot
While y'all hating from the side now
If i ever get played
My nigga I'm on rocky
You don't want it with the hands
I keep them tight like J. Shocky
And I really need a chance
But they be saying mans cocky
Put my all into this shit
So you can't say the jams sloppy
Look to heavens gates
For a better way
I know I'm wrong
So please let us pray
It's a couple folks
That been led astray
But I truly hope
There's a brighter day
I'm going up
Like I levitate
Smoking gas
Watch me elevate
Never stress
I just meditate
Counting cash
How we celebrate
I just moved up out my home
I got a damn buck
Stand tough
Remember selling grams
To get some damn lunch
Tried to foul the homie
That's a and 1
And if you f*cking with the vibes
Then throw your hands up
I told my momma
Ima get it
So I got that
Ima make million
Ain't no option
I came to get it jumping
Y'all just watching
Y'all know that I'm the wave
Let's get it popping
I told my momma
Ima get it
So I got that
Ima make million
Ain't no option
I came to get it jumping
Y'all just watching
Y'all know that I'm the wave
Let's get it popping
Writer: Brett Glasco
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