wax my emotions Lyrics

I'm putting my feelings on wax

I'm erasing my pain to bounce back

Don't put me in brackets with niggas

I don't go to no parties got rich to relax

This how you come out a plague

The bill come nigga stressed out for days

Watch my bitch turn I didn't have money she back in her hoe phase

Damn you took my vision lightly

Aint none them niggas you with like me

I'm in the cut with Maison Mihara them bitches making the cut slightly

Valabasas for the denim

If you get rich then you winning

I was sitting at the drawing board blank out staring at the ceiling

I heard these niggas was throwing stones

Come and throw the chrome at his mama home

One deep in the cut dont deal wit no smuts my love for bitches is long gone

Im back at the bottom end

Where you front your move get boxed in

If you say its smoke then nigga blow it then

At his front door like the bogeyman

Im out of my top and low on my trust

That nigga cool but he aint like us

Baby i got it no need for a fuss

I just want you to be here when its tough

Im back at the bottom end

Where you front ya move get boxed in

If u say its smoke then nigga blow it the

At his front door Like

What u gone do

Niggas come out the roof

If u aint on point den u jus might lose

What u gone do

Niggas come out the roof

If u aint on point yo ass a fool

Ill slide in a mini van

With a mop stick that can humble u

Tell me nigga what ya gone do when the angel slide wit the demons too

Keep telling my sister that its up

We was having rich talks when we was stuck

I knew that my homies was green they cut me off cuz I never had much

I was just poor i ask my mama ,can u just send me 5 for some lunch

I was poor down bad from month to month

Wasnt stuntin a bitch

How u mad cuz i lane switch

How u mad cuz i moved around when u changed up it wasn't da same since

Im Sliding wit no tint

I wanted these niggas to see me win

I stayed real when u wasnt round ian mad i know ima good friend

My loyalty cut from different cloth

I told u stay down now u loss

I aint have shit when i was yung

But whatever i need i ask god

Closed mouth never got fed

Miss boogie he was brain dead

Only reason dat i love t3 cuz he know da truth n never went fed

I hate it that it had to go this way

Im way in a different mental place >

If he talk to the left den blow his face

I got in my mood n did da race

I hate it that it had to go this way

Im way in a different mental place >

If he talk to the left den blow his face

I got in my mood n did da race

What u gone do

Niggas come out the roof

If u aint on point den u jus might lose

What u gone do

Niggas come out the roof

If u aint on point yo ass a fool

Ill slide in a mini van

With a mop stick that can humble u

Tell me nigga what ya gone do when the angel slide wit da demons too

Im back at the bottom end

Where u front yo move get boxed in

If u say its smoke den nigga blow it den

at his front door like da bogeyman

Im out of my top and low on my trust

Dat nigga cool but he aint like us

Baby i got it no need fa a fuss

I just want u be here when its tough

Im back at the bottom end

Where u front yo move get boxed in

If u say its smoke den nigga blow it den

at his front door Like

At his front door like