BOB AND WEAVE ft. Bill Waves Lyrics

Ladies and gentleman it's a beautiful summer day here on the Eastside of Pittsburgh

78 degrees cloudy with a high of 85

Welcome to 2021 tune into the station this is Big Waves

It's a beautiful day, because I've been saying fuck the radio since I was in fifth grade and

I laid in bed with about thirty pretty women across this beautiful city

But the only positive test was a combination of drug toxicity

I don't know why God keeps blessing me, all I know is I keep dishing these

It's only about longevity, and you don't know shit about my history

Or who I influenced, or why I'm still here when I shouldn't be

I don't feed into it so I guess that's really why your bullshit still misses me

My girl gives me head right out of her sleep like she ran out of sheep, and it made me twitch my feet

Rolled up weed, organic eggs, and whole wheat pancakes while I sip my drink

My dreams come true, even if I don't make the top 200 Billboard week

You don't know what Jerm and I were meant to be, '09 Vans 106's still crispy clean

Sundays listen to Coltrane, but fuck her on key to that church bell ring

Make her sing a hymn with my name, I put on this beat after she fell asleep

I'm gona prosper it's all I see, I could've lost my mind, OD'd, or got killed when I got the plug for 15 G's

But Alex was looking after me

No more pills this summer I'll be 5 years clean, it used to be catastrophe

Like suffering succotash, it always seemed like everybody was after me

When It was only me after me

So I had to learn how to bob, and get back to weaving

I put the work in now the old me is something I couldn't ever go back to being

Back to the East End on Penn Avenue it's beautiful evening

Same corner I used to fiend for a Newport when I was broke, and couldn't get a pack til I thieved it

Now Its no smoking my body's a temple, I'm not here to see it fall to pieces

I came back to keep it, my mom keeps telling me the answer to all my questions is Jesus