NEXT WAVE ft. Rittz, Tyler Skillman & Yung Spitta Lyrics

Yuh, yeah, it's Rittz

I do me, I ain't never give a fuck about the next wave

I done seen so many and the tenants come and go

Some grow up broke on the street like a sex slave

Get fucked, do a dab for the rep, that his ex say

I been raised up here for some decades

Back then we ain't no people online

Got a problem, we don't call them

Tell them meet up back where Nick plays

Stepped up with his chest out, left him in a neck brace

Educate yourself on who you fucking with

You scared to shoot somebody

What the fuck

You take a picture, with your gun for

That ain't your friend, man, you known him for a month

Now you don't believe his story

You a gun boy, and y'all are too gullible

And I eat

Need to save your guts and glory for your story on your IG

Drink a tequila, fuck a line, squeeze

Different lines till I sneeze

Hit the trees, then I dry heave

I been inside of my car, just fuck a backwood

Like I'm not a fan of the harsh and swollen goshes

I'm hard and I'm heartless, smart and I'm sharp-dressed

Who you know that got his own face on a cigar band

Murmurs on my carpet

Find a couple Xanny bars on my sharp back

Nirvana guitar pick, then I start in my car

Hit Jimmy Carter, then Harvest

What is broad is the sight of a baby father's apartment

I offered a hard dick

She took it, I finished and left

Happy that's a piece of pussy I didn't regret

Ain't nobody since of me yet

My shit's authentic, by the times I've been a victim of identity theft

You got some missing pieces in your chemistry set

You tried to copy in the lab, I didn't get it correct

But let them give it they best

There's only one of my hardest on the radar to ever exist

And they call me Rittz, bitch

Uh, and I'm on the vibe

We can take a little trip where the energy sides

We can smoke a little punk till the enemy dies

Don't trust no one with the venomous eyes

We don't trust no one with the venomous sides

They gon' look you in your face, tell you all of these lies

You gotta pick them up out like a piece of the pie

You gotta get up out the ground where you need to reside

Getting it good and getting it on is what I'm gon' do

Showing my love and burning it up

Let's smoke it like Snoop

Pass it around and throwing it up like Alley

Oop

Give me some time to perfect my rhyme

What I'ma do

I'ma be gone in a minute

I'ma show you why I'm winning this finger licking chicken

Got me missing, reminiscing on the missions

I'ma cook it in the kitchen

Got me burning out here

I'ma look it like a villain

Look it in the eyes, yeah it's past the point of chilling

Showing all my love, I'ma bring it to the ceiling

Drop it right down and I'm throwing out your back

And in really in the end and you don't know how to act

And I really know I'm coming through

Roll through with the blades

And I'm throwing out shade trips and rendezvous

It's just something that I wanna do

I can dream big and I'm making on stage

Something I made true

Like I made me

Like I made this

I can take time

I can make bliss, bitch

Stay true to myself

I know life doesn't fight fair

Had some hard times, but I'm pushing through all the fear

It worked out

Didn't have a plan

Started rapping to the crowds

Got they heads bopping

You can tell I stand out

With all my peers, we gon' find a way out

Of all of this stress and it starts right now

There's no other option

I made my mom proud

Like Got on a song with Rittz the legend

All thanks Sushi truly a blessing

Got a spit heat

They call it a weapon

If you run up on me, I'm slapping your headspins

Been a long time

Can't miss your directions

Do you need help

Here's the door

Get out, bitch

If you ball, you're the type who wants stitches

He said the cut's deep

It's not even inches

Hey, how people try and act hard

Why be a different image from who you are

You're a star

Don't let a human rip you apart

Trying to keep your sanity inside this broken heart

But we're blessed

Fuck all the pain

Give me checks

It's about time that I don't settle for the less

In this world, I know my worth

I'm a pearl

So the fact you try and take me for granted, it makes me hurl

Getting high like it's vitamins

Is it healthy

I don't know

But I'm smoking till the bowl is empty

Not even 20

Yet I still got the grind

to make dreams come true

Starting out with nothing

It's crazy

I'ma keep working hard

Doing my best

I can say I've made it far

Stuck in my mind too shiny

Like a star

Anything can happen when you be just who you are

Now I remember being broke and stuck to selling drugs

Didn't want to admit it, but I fell in love with the buzz

Yeah, I can't complain

Cause I kept my head above all the bullshit and the nonsense

Really, you can call it whatever you want to call it

Cause I made it out the bottom

Now everybody want to holler

But momma was hitting the bottle

While daddy was hitting the pipe

So I'm trapped in my Mind tryna find a fine Line

I'm now feeling like I'm out of time

I'm trying to shuffle through the lies just to find the truth

Yeah, I didn't want to believe it, so I got up in the booth

And now my back's against the wall, so I will watch it tear off this roof

Yeah, now I'm bringing the fire, so I hope we wear the proof

Man, fuck that

I'ma chuck up my deuces

Careful when you're grabbing on my dick

That's where my tool sits

Fuck fake friends, man

I'm over this bullshit

Ya

Ha

But Sushi getting Gucci

He gon' hit you with a two-piece

Man, we steady making the movies

Watch him call my brother Tyler

He gon' pull up with a toolie

He not the one wanna bully

Catch me in a hoodie

And you know I'm down to boogie

Man, I really been doing this shit

I ain't no newbie

So catch me in the back with a bag and a doobie

Take 10 steps back, y'all

Looking a little fruity

Put him in a kennel and watch em all pop

Hit him with a venom and off with his top

Talking all that shit and got his jaw dropped

Thought he was safe, but it was an inside job

Watch him catch a fade like he was at a barber shop

He was talking all the talk with a b-b-b-bop-bop with a couple of shots off

He was really kicking rocks

Shout out to Rittz

He's legit, y'all, not