Babyface Ray - Waves on Every Chain lyrics

(One of one, one of none)
(Wavy gang shit forever)
(I just need my space right now)

Make a top model pick the money off the floor
Keep my cup on some more
I'm a junkie, bitch, i know
Man, this shit ain't fair
My homie jumpin' on the dope
Trill nigga, ice on bill'
So she love me even more
Rockstar lifestyle beans
Spend some ripped jeans
Life for me been normal
But they told me I'm a big thing
Two phones goin'
Know it's money if this bitch ring
Bet she pray to God
Ain't no runnin' from this inf' beam
Just threw it in her bag
I ain't read the tag
Someone got two-thousand pills on
A Neiman's ad
'Fore I'm pourin' through the night
I'm just thinkin' rad
Top dog, outlaw, yeah, I drink and drive
You can smell it in the air
Taste it in my cup
Relationship kind of toxic
Fell in love with drugs
Fell through with the mob
They ran out of ones
Stackin' paper, couple watches
Pass it to my sons
Then I know who love me and who don't
I can feel this shit
It ain't hard to put this shit on wax
'cause I'm livin' it
Smellin' like my hobby and it's
Us at the dealership
Come and ride with me for a day
So I can show you just how real it get
Always on meds for the pain, stand up
So I don't feel this shit
I done been up, went down
Got back and I'm still this shit
I was told the gang still
The gang, never change, uh, never switch
Pops say pray, then I came, turnt it up
I feel heaven-sent
Shoes on gold, ain't callin' shit over
What's that cheddar spit? Tears in my eyes
'cause I know some niggas died
Who ain't ever live for real, nigga
All music aside, you gon' stand front line?
Or you gon' fade away and try and run
Go hide?
Gotta pay attention, enemies in disguise
Walkin' in, sunrise, clocked in on the job
Shorty think she special, she ain't even save
Play the cards you dealt
Still ain't show the space
'Til I never had shit, top down in the Range
Still a fuckin' fan, seen a pretty bitch wait
Come with me for the night, dreams come true
I just made her cum twice
Tell your friend "Come too"
Hood riches, street gospel
Givin' gems to youth
Flockers walkin' to the booth
Where it's all on the crew

(I just need my space right now) yeah