paroles de chanson The Wave - EYS Vonte

For the longest I
Spent a lot of time trying to
Make music that
Sounded like what everybody else was making instead of making what I wanted to make
You feel me
I had to take the time off and
Reflect and embrace who I am as an artist

The shit we used to do just ain't appealing anymore
Used to restrict myself but ain't no ceiling anymore
The growth is real
You could've been so original but chose to steal
Wave riding
And this the shit we spose to feel
Waves are only temporary but the truth is forever now let that sink in
Like plumbing deliveries
Your girl dripping wet because she feeling me
Plans to be in this shit forever ain't no killing me
Big boy shit you ain't gone krillin me
Destructo disc is what yo album is that shit is weak
On a scale of things
No fish shit
My shooters don't miss shit
I could've did a cliche curry line
My shots I bury mine from any distance
Think I won't hit my target take attendance cause whose missing
This battle like them fire stick remotes you gone lose this one
Leaving yo body cold and looking blue but the clues missing
Keep treading in the wrong sea of water canoes tipping
Her lips are acting like a canopy the head is covered
And it get sloppy like a can of meat
The brain is bussing
Like when a zombie cook a meal
Dead generation y'all look like a zombie on them pills
Y'all beef on internet then hit yo mama for the bill
It's crazy
You can't accomplish shit just being lazy
Gotta work for it
Painful hours you gotta hurt for it
Stitch a plan together like a shirt sewer
Or a seamstress I'll correct it
My credit I'll collect it in due time
For now let's hear you rhyme
And see who sound you biting and recycling this time
I get better with time coming from me to ya but no QuickTime
Product of 96 what a big time
It's Hip hop Shit
Call it cassette you won't skip my Shit
Just pour some Yak on the rocks chill and sip that shit
Road to the riches imma get it ain't gone miss that shit
Ain't no way
You can't be winning in this game with no play
No wait you say it's fire I say it's a snow day
It's okay
Can't all be great at what we do it's no hate
Foot on the gas and got no plans on no breaks
A slow race
Yeah
Penning my life across the page ain't no space
Inside my pocket cause it's stocking more cake
Than Betty Crocker
It give heavy when I trot but I ain't talking no weights
Was losing focus at a point but had to stop so I could try to locate
Was losing focus at a point but had to stop so I could try to locate