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Envy Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Wave
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Matthew Reaves




Lil Wave - Envy Lyrics




Yeah, see how these niggas, they envy you
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at that shit, I done did for you
Yeah, I know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane, now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie ask me, can he hold something
Beat it out you like you stole something
Shoppin' bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in A ghost and it's paranormal
With your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer

Ain't been the same since your brother died
When that choppa sing, it make your mamas cry
And them steady screamin' f*ck the other side
Heard what they said and it's all hype
I was swervin' the Bentley with frog eyes
Hit my first lick, it was all right
Hit my first lick, it was all right

Thought he was buying some lean
But I sold that boy Robitussin
Better charge it to the game
Cause I don't owe you nothin
Say she wanna give me brain
Baby, give me some
Ride around in that Mulsanne
See the motherf*cker coming
Your money funny like a meme
Count a hunny bun and it's sweet
You won't there when I was bleeding
But ain't no emotion from a king
Pour that wock inside a soda cream
I know everything ain't what it seem
I don't wanna drive in nothing cheap
In my rear view, I'm clutching that heat

Yeah, see how these niggas, they envy you
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at that shit, I done did for you
Yeah, I know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane, now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie ask me, can he hold something
Beat it out you like you stole something
Shoppin' bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in A ghost and it's paranormal
With your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer

I'm in the Ghost, yeah, it's paranormal
With your hoe in the spur of the moment
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Yeah, see how these niggas, they envy you
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at that shit, I done did for you
Yeah, I know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane, now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie ask me, can he hold something
Beat it out you like you stole something
Shoppin' bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in A ghost and it's paranormal
With your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer

Ain't been the same since your brother died
When that choppa sing, it make your mamas cry
And them steady screamin' f*ck the other side
Heard what they said and it's all hype
I was swervin' the Bentley with frog eyes
Hit my first lick, it was all right
Hit my first lick, it was all right

Thought he was buying some lean
But I sold that boy Robitussin
Better charge it to the game
Cause I don't owe you nothin
Say she wanna give me brain
Baby, give me some
Ride around in that Mulsanne
See the motherf*cker coming
Your money funny like a meme
Count a hunny bun and it's sweet
You won't there when I was bleeding
But ain't no emotion from a king
Pour that wock inside a soda cream
I know everything ain't what it seem
I don't wanna drive in nothing cheap
In my rear view, I'm clutching that heat

Yeah, see how these niggas, they envy you
Don't you compare me to none of these lames
Look at that shit, I done did for you
Yeah, I know I try to give you the game
But you ain't even wanna listen to it
Yeah, I sold out the cane, now I've been trappin' that bitch
Junkie ask me, can he hold something
Beat it out you like you stole something
Shoppin' bags, then we road run
From Mexico up to Arizona
I'm in A ghost and it's paranormal
With your hoe, in the spur of the moment
Belt buckle it was Ferragamo
Make that choppa sing, it'd be a long summer

I'm in the Ghost, yeah, it's paranormal
With your hoe in the spur of the moment
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Writer: Matthew Reaves
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