Wave E

Systems Armed. Ten, nine, eight, seven, Six, five, four, three, two, One. Uh, if we're talking 'bout waves, Yeah, I float on 'em. One time for Poppy, I got coke for 'em. And if we talking soft and dark, then I Got both of 'em. I'm something like the middle Man, I make a coke for 'em. This is President Tef, you should vote for him. Cah I represent hard, the rest are so boring. I remember chilling on the block spitting basic. Second-guessing, thinking will he ever make it? Now I'm halfway there, isn't it amazing? Fly boy, outer space, isn't he an alien? Was a troublemaker, certain chicks remember me. Not for love, but tryna burn their hair back In assembly. Caught art class tryna stick my Paintbrush up her skirt. But that was then, and now they say I'm Just a flirt. Acting like a sweetie pie when You know I'm doing dirt. Forgot to call you on your birthday, I guess I'm a jerk. But I turned up later then Had feathers in my shirt. Your reply was, "Sorry, love, it's never gonna Work." I gotta laugh it off, if not, Then I'll be stressing. Acting like a beast when you're supposed to be A blessing. But I ain't looking, it's only focus Where I'm heading. Hugo Boss, D&G, Gucci loafers when I'm stepping. I'm a member of the Ralph club, my Polo Game threatens. Triple horse sitting on the True Religion denims. Call me Sir Teflon, pull it on the heading. You got five on it, let me put you Up on seven. You BS go down when you're Tryna come up. Hungry dudes all up in your Face like they want stuff. Homies wanna be down when you got your ones Up. Same time they disappear when the case comes Up. But not me, that's why I cut through On my ones. I put that on my moms, Black cess on my lungs. You heard of broad day, blame that on my Duns. The hood don't love back, but sometimes I Love the sons. This is my mind, My motive, my ting. So please don't judge me on the songs I Sing. If I got it, then I'm sipping Rose, It's no gin. Already told 'em it's a grown Man ting. We live the lifestyles of the gangstas And the glamorous. I heard I'm fresh to death, Somebody call the ambulance. Tagged every day, you would've thought I loved the Camera lens. The truth is I'm caught up, And I'm just tryna balance it. What you say, young? Truth is I'm caught up, and I'm just tryna Balance it.