I'm sorry I can't stay stay
I'm trynna make some waves waves
I'm trynna make a way way
Please stay out my lane lane
Yeah it's blue
Yeah it's green
I'm a straight hitta
That's who I be
I'm the one
It's said to be
Who you kidding
I'm really me
I pop it off
They know my style
She blowin my money
She be wildin
But that's ok
I'm up next
Counting up checks
Real as can be
I'm just me
Yeah I'm just me
Throwing up the three
It's the way I be
Looking for that bread
No where to be made
Gotta represent
Looking for that bread
No where to be made
Gotta represent
I keep thinking I'm the one
Do this shit for fun
I keep thinking im home
But you ain't by my side
Was always down to ride
Always hit me with no reply
I keep thinking you're here
But your gone
On your way im to blame
Tell me what this about
Smokin that loud
Smokin that loud
Houses with some lakes
All y'all boys is fake
Ima cut the cake
Ima need a brake
The thrown is for the take
Watch me go and take
Ima bring this home
Do this all alone
Really pop it off
Gotta raise the stakes
On time never late
All ya boys just play
Count my money everyday
Think they winnin' they lames
Who they they kiddin
Runnin up my bank
Little time to get it
I'm on my way
Runnin up them sets
Ice chain round neck
Lean all on deck
Shooting shots like Mikey
Gotta rest your case
Please don't test my patience
I've been waiting all day
Haters stay out the way
I'm sorry I can't stay stay
I'm trynna to make some waves waves
I'm trynna to make a way way
Please stay out my lane lane
How you trying to stop me
Look around
I'm that young kid from the south
2 up 2 down
Double cup to stay down
Never catch me laying down
I'll be on my way now
Above above we go
Above above we go
Just trying to stay warm
For all you selfish beans who really never f*cked with me
Now I'm up in Beverly smoking some green
Driving rockets down the street
Don't think I'd make it huh
Now you see me on that screen
Might be the kid from the block
Run this shit till I drop
I ain't never goin drop
I ain't never goin drop
Angel Arman - Waves Lyrics
Angel Arman - Waves Lyrics
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I'm sorry I can't stay stay
I'm trynna make some waves waves
I'm trynna make a way way
Please stay out my lane lane
Yeah it's blue
Yeah it's green
I'm a straight hitta
That's who I be
I'm the one
It's said to be
Who you kidding
I'm really me
I pop it off
They know my style
She blowin my money
She be wildin
But that's ok
I'm up next
Counting up checks
Real as can be
I'm just me
Yeah I'm just me
Throwing up the three
It's the way I be
Looking for that bread
No where to be made
Gotta represent
Looking for that bread
No where to be made
Gotta represent
I keep thinking I'm the one
Do this shit for fun
I keep thinking im home
But you ain't by my side
Was always down to ride
Always hit me with no reply
I keep thinking you're here
But your gone
On your way im to blame
Tell me what this about
Smokin that loud
Smokin that loud
Houses with some lakes
All y'all boys is fake
Ima cut the cake
Ima need a brake
The thrown is for the take
Watch me go and take
Ima bring this home
Do this all alone
Really pop it off
Gotta raise the stakes
On time never late
All ya boys just play
Count my money everyday
Think they winnin' they lames
Who they they kiddin
Runnin up my bank
Little time to get it
I'm on my way
Runnin up them sets
Ice chain round neck
Lean all on deck
Shooting shots like Mikey
Gotta rest your case
Please don't test my patience
I've been waiting all day
Haters stay out the way
I'm sorry I can't stay stay
I'm trynna to make some waves waves
I'm trynna to make a way way
Please stay out my lane lane
How you trying to stop me
Look around
I'm that young kid from the south
2 up 2 down
Double cup to stay down
Never catch me laying down
I'll be on my way now
Above above we go
Above above we go
Just trying to stay warm
For all you selfish beans who really never f*cked with me
Now I'm up in Beverly smoking some green
Driving rockets down the street
Don't think I'd make it huh
Now you see me on that screen
Might be the kid from the block
Run this shit till I drop
I ain't never goin drop
I ain't never goin drop
I'm trynna make some waves waves
I'm trynna make a way way
Please stay out my lane lane
Yeah it's blue
Yeah it's green
I'm a straight hitta
That's who I be
I'm the one
It's said to be
Who you kidding
I'm really me
I pop it off
They know my style
She blowin my money
She be wildin
But that's ok
I'm up next
Counting up checks
Real as can be
I'm just me
Yeah I'm just me
Throwing up the three
It's the way I be
Looking for that bread
No where to be made
Gotta represent
Looking for that bread
No where to be made
Gotta represent
I keep thinking I'm the one
Do this shit for fun
I keep thinking im home
But you ain't by my side
Was always down to ride
Always hit me with no reply
I keep thinking you're here
But your gone
On your way im to blame
Tell me what this about
Smokin that loud
Smokin that loud
Houses with some lakes
All y'all boys is fake
Ima cut the cake
Ima need a brake
The thrown is for the take
Watch me go and take
Ima bring this home
Do this all alone
Really pop it off
Gotta raise the stakes
On time never late
All ya boys just play
Count my money everyday
Think they winnin' they lames
Who they they kiddin
Runnin up my bank
Little time to get it
I'm on my way
Runnin up them sets
Ice chain round neck
Lean all on deck
Shooting shots like Mikey
Gotta rest your case
Please don't test my patience
I've been waiting all day
Haters stay out the way
I'm sorry I can't stay stay
I'm trynna to make some waves waves
I'm trynna to make a way way
Please stay out my lane lane
How you trying to stop me
Look around
I'm that young kid from the south
2 up 2 down
Double cup to stay down
Never catch me laying down
I'll be on my way now
Above above we go
Above above we go
Just trying to stay warm
For all you selfish beans who really never f*cked with me
Now I'm up in Beverly smoking some green
Driving rockets down the street
Don't think I'd make it huh
Now you see me on that screen
Might be the kid from the block
Run this shit till I drop
I ain't never goin drop
I ain't never goin drop
Writer: Angel Aguirre
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