ATM Boobi3 - My Wave

They tryna ride my wave like they surfing
I got my mind gone from all this purple
They be on slime shit like a serpent
Made a couple bills coming off of serving

I'm selling everything like Im sears
Tryna buy my momma a new chandelier
A new car n a brand new crib
Tryna take away all of her tears

My Time coming it's one helluva year
On the road nie and I'm switching gears
Diamonds cold can't trust my peers
Cost a band just for you to get near

In the past we had a couple niggas change
Jumped ship cause we went thru the rain
Broke then but better days came
Nie I'm flaunting in a brand new chain

Stayed down and I'm always working
Looking back and it all was worth it
Niggas hustling ain't got no purpose
Down bad and they still hurting

New watch but I ain't on time
Bad Bitch with me but she ain't mine
Green hair yea that's my slime
Slim bitch yea that's my kind

Feeling like... I'm draymond Green
All these shooters round me on my team
I'm going up field I'm onna Seam
Went thru the mud n I came out clean

Doing my best yea im dodging the hate
Allat fake love get out it my face
Niggas Bullshiting just in the way
Got me feeling like I'm in the wrong race

They tryna ride my wave like they surfing
I got my mind gone from all this purple
They be on slime shit like a serpent
Made a couple bills coming off of serving

I'm selling everything like Im sears
Tryna buy my momma a new chandelier
A new car n a brand new crib
Tryna take away all of her tears

Right now I'm going harder than ever
Tryna stop me ain't nun but the devil
Threw dirt ain't gimme no shovel
I came out with a brand new bezel

Mal ain't showed me nothing but love
When I see em I treat em like blood
Getting this money Ian getting enough
Blowing trees til I get stuck

Rerock it now I'm back on track
Fuck ha good while I'm pulling ha tracks
Pass the bitch yeah I'm Steve nash
Boobi3 neutron I gotta blast
Back to the money I gotta run it up
Baby understand I ain't looking for the love
I already know that you tired of them scrubs
But you ain't got no business falling love with a thug

Hop out the pussy and drove off
I hit the gas I might dose off
Drop the hoe like a phone call
Mark my words yeah I'm gon ball
Mark my words yeah I'm gon ball
Yeah

They tryna ride my wave like they surfing
I got my mind gone from all this purple
They be on slime shit like a serpent
Made a couple bills coming off of serving

I'm selling everything like Im sears
Tryna buy my momma a new chandelier
A new car n a brand new crib
Tryna take away all of her tears

Written by:
Carl Matthews III

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