Free the Wave Lyrics

Listen I don't fear competition

I'm the one that get it way we living this shit for our children

Smoking gas don't need no stylist I'm hanging around with pigeons

This is for times I had to go get out & get it

I been... bad bitch gettin

Runnin... Super Bowl missions

Seeing supervisions

I prayed for all this shit I swear

My money was small & it grew tall as shit

I miss all my dogs I wish that I could make they coffin rich

This is for the times I ain't have no car I'm makin ways home

I'm exchanging Dimes for my Time like its a pay phone

I been goin crazy for lil Wavy told him stay strong

Pray he on the way home

Think about the shit I made it through whenever I need some worth

Water waste deep still I chose feet first

I get beside myself for a deep verse

It's cool to be a opp til yo momma ask for a free hearse

I said I'm in my bag that don't mean im finna go in a purse

She texting my bad for stupid shit she don't know how to flirt

Think about Maj everyday I wish he would've called me first

All you niggas washed up dishes

I don't like the gram these bitches all in my business

I peeped you bitches only got one move y'all giving Ice Spice

Every move Intentionally I'm the Type to come in Typewrite (right)

She can get the k & the o like its fight night

I came up off what I write

Listen I don't fear competition

I'm the one that get it way we living this shit for our children

Smoking gas don't need no stylist I'm hanging around with pigeons

This is for times I had to go get out & get it

I been... bad bitch gettin

Runnin... Super Bowl missions

Seeing supervisions

I prayed for all this shit I swear

My money was small & it grew tall as shit

I miss all my dogs I wish that I could make they coffin rich

I don't even feel like I can talk to my momma lately

Ain't never talk to daddy he treat me like I ain't his baby

Its fuck me so its fuck you feel like thats how he'd tell me play it

Situations crazy & somehow I don't ever lose it

Quick to talk you down then these hoes they'll start to choosing

Both feet on the ground she know thats how I maneuverer

We Both Think we the shit but I'm real Manure

Started movin in Fewer now I'm Buddin' like know a Brewer

Wavy locked down in the Feds I still gotta make sure he Fed

I can't call the doctors for these scripts but I need the meds

She ride it & can't Bend a her legs, like a bike that came with Pegs

A million verses in my head

I just sent the Address now her Dress is in my bed

Niggas love to Front so you know I gotta lead with Lead

I don't like to go to clubs so if I go I leave with bread

Bitch, I'm gettin money you heard what I said

I don't fear competition

I'm the one that get it way we living this shit for our children

Smoking gas don't need no stylist I'm hanging around with pigeons

This is for times I had to go get out & get it

I been... bad bitch gettin

Runnin... Super Bowl missions

Seeing supervisions

I prayed for all this shit I swear

My money was small & it grew tall as shit

I miss all my dogs I wish that I could make they coffin rich