Max Rahn - Waves Lyrics

Life's a ocean try to float without a life jacket
Hit the blunt Offer the bottle and I might smack it
Homie risk inside sippin slow light traffic
Ramens spreads with the chicken chili lime packet
So add some hot puffs and Doritos
Local rappers want the vision I don't even see those
Keep my eye on the pump fakes
And boosted egos
We turning into robots no c3p0s
And I trust a bitch as far as I can't throw her
Ever since I been sober
I been biting like a cobra
Leave my venom then it's over
This the city meets the Amazon
We wild animals make sure ya keep ya cameras on
Head in the game I hope my ex's check the scoreboards
Make the bed rock so much I scratched the wood floor boards
She want have a lil max and me drivin 4 doors
Told her sit back and relax cuz I want more for her
But being single leads to finer things
I rather mingle Than supply ya kids and Diamond rings
F*ck all the petty greed and envy Fine China brings
But I still hope my kids grow up to be some kinda kings
So I talk my shit blind to all the back lash
Hit the spot use ya vinyl disk as a back scratch
Sick fit in my shoes let's see you Fit my in Hazmat
Suit Cuz when I shoot I'm always aiming for the gas cap
Boom
This is ya doom mother f*cker
Bouta blow so lemme get some room mother f*cker
Rappers swept under the rug with a broom mother f*cker
If I'm still the same person you assumed then f*ck ya
If you rock the boat don't tip it over
And If a sip of water could get you sober
On my ship
Walk the plank
If You don't meet the quota
Stay Working all day
So my sleeps a coma
I got what you need
I got what you want
Sticking to my dues
And I'm livin with my don'ts
Sometime I feel it's really hard living like adults
And when we senior citizens
We still the same folks
I been sinking Tryna float
But It's hard to find a balance
How im supposed to rap with someone else when I got all these talents
Getting up my stamina from climbing all these mountains
Feeling like I need a manager producers and accountants
They say
Sharing is caring but
Finders keepers
Cuz
What's mine is mine
And with time I'll teach ya
Homies hit me like they wouldn't mind a feature
But I wouldn't pay ya mind even if I could reach ya
I'm like Tom Brady last play of the 4th quarter
Life goals Ice cold like I stay at the North border
Long runner all summer I'm feelin of course warmer
She was nice but with all the bad habits I can't afford her
My Thoughts bounce around but I think you see the point
Read between the lines and
Be the weed beneath the joint
Homies told me break a leg And i can feel it in my joints
Walkin round when we see the pigs we proceed to oink
Cant you see that I'm the best
Smoke relieving ya chest
Choke hold on the tek
I Hope ya Believe in ya vest
When I leave you to rest
Already dug it 6 feet
Quit while you ahead if you don't love it
Shits weak
If you rock the boat don't tip it over
And If a sip of water could get you sober
On my ship
Walk the plank
If You don't meet the quota
Stay Working all day
So my sleeps a coma