.Wav

Album cover art for ".Wav" by ParisFromTokyo & Whyandotte

ParisFromTokyo & Whyandotte - Rap

.Wav

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(Chorus) (PFT): I am not riding no waves, my nigga I'm tryna maintain, yah I am not riding no waves, my nigga I'm tryna create, yah Mentally, I was a slave The difference is now I'm awake I detonate These niggas gon' imitate but fuck it that's how you make change, yah (Verse 1) (PFT): I do what I can when i can cause I don't got a whole lot of time And i'm done tryna lie to myself so i say how i feel on my mind And i feel like If everybody loves my shit then why the fuck nobody bump my shit Niggas treat me like a joke cause i'm young and shit But last time a nigga checked, i got a couple hits Nigga fuck with me Your favorite rapper's favorite rapper, I Made the beat then slayed it after, I Changed the game by stepping in and left just to put my foot on niggas necks again I got my own fucking label, no one let me in Remember when nobody used to check for him Now these niggas gon' be vexed when the checks come in And best believe, imma flex It's the melanin in me (Chorus) (Verse 2) (Whyandotte) How many beats do I gotta make? How many bars do I gotta write? How many days was I last awake? And how long do I sleep at night? And where do I go when my house is no home? What do I do when my friends are busy? Who do I call when my girl is working? And why oh why am I undeserving? I would say I deserve a mil I guess I work hard but not smart tho A small stature but some heart tho That shit don't make me special The earth is a face and I'm just a freckle Chior preaching this shit is stressful Ground to the dirt with Devil's (?) Shit is nuts but I'm made of pesto Presto change-o, abra cadabra Know one day I'll be the cadavre Know right now that I'm just a rapper No one man should have all the sauce Always been a grunt Never been a boss People told me "yeah, that was fine" People told me yeah, take my time You'll get the pie just grab a slice Nah homie. i repeat Nah homie You can say whatever you want but all i really hear is blah homie I gotta get mine homie Too many people count on me Or at least they do in my head But it's the thought that counts, right?

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Credits

Writers
  • Whyandotte
  • ParisFromTokyo