Slippin, slippin, trippin', trying not to fall.
Shoe lost they grip, just got my footing, I can't lose it now.
I been going through some things, I tried to talk to God.
He said "lil homie, do ya thing", I said Aight let's go.
I got it, I got it!
I got a test tomorrow. Ya know ya boy ain't study.
It's monday afternoon... been making beats since Friday.
And I ain't even proud. But sometimes you just gotta chill enjoy ya life for now.
So I'm on my couch, coolin' listening to Kelis.
Flashbacks of my older love.
Wasn't feelin' me. Fell back like dominos.
Hold up, now you wanna speak?
Hell no no no no no.
See now that's gon be a fee. 1-0-0-0-0-0.
So I hope you got some cheese.
Hollup stop the beat.
On this wave every day, feel like the Nile.
Y'all ain't nun but Dawson's Creek.
Ok go 'head have a seat.
Save a spot for me.
Go 'head have a seat and save a spot for me.
I just
(Hook) X2
Wave, wave.
If they hating I just,
Wave, wave.
Put on a smile and then I,
Wave, Wave.
If they on you talking trash, spin around and look back.
Oh you mad?
I just
(Verse 2)
I...
Been on this wave for a minute now.
I swear man it's not fair. Yeah.
They ain't even got a chance, cause my flow is too advanecd. Oh well, why should I care? Yeah.
Homie show a bit of empathy.
They actin' like this life wasn't meant for me.
I'll be the hottest in the whole damn century,
don't lecture me.
Been smarter than ya lessons, please.
You extra nervy, tryna tell me learn the words.
You testin' me.
You step to me, it's rest in peace.
Ya blessings weak, condolences mean.
N-O-T
(Ha!)
H-I-N-G.
Like hollup wait, why you trying me?
I'm just walking to my house, why you eyeing me?
That's nothing new to me, that's L-I-F-E.
Gotta focus on the bigger things.
Like my god damn self, I been into things.
Tryna write my story but I'm missin' the plot.
They lookin' at me like "it's old boy, when you gon stop?"
Ain't a game to me. This ain't a game to me.
And I been saying homie,
all these weak men gassed up.
Talkin' bout they got it when they really got nun.
Talkin' bout they got dollars when they really got one.
Ain't had no daughters, y'all just really got sonned.
And I just,
Wave, wave.
Man I do this every... day, day.
I told 'em once, I told 'em twice and now it's done.
Ain't doing nothin' but havin' fun.
So when they walking up and tryna kill ya mood, put one hand up and
(Hook) X2
credits
from 138 FM,
released June 17, 2016
Writers: A. Harriott-Stewart
Produced by K-Yall
Soulful, funky instrumental hip-hop with deep grooves; producer JD. Reid was "inspired by Madlib," & his fans will find much to love. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 24, 2020