Wavves - ONNe lyrics

The other day I had a conversation
With the spawn of Satan
He said you ain't going to make
It unless you fake it
Funny, cause all I write is real
Music and that ain't changing
Ironic, cause all this fake music
What everybody be liking
So what's your vices
Why is your empathy so low?
So-so you think you something you not
I think therefore I are
Can't even blink cause life is going too fast
But, I'm going so hard to even slow down
I'm going so hard to even led up
So whats up!?
Where them niggas holding you back
I was all that in the 90's
You all whack in your 20's, 30's 40's
I'm young and aiming for a milli

Truly, you should get to know me better
And after this song hope you
Think I'm the coldest ever
And after this song I'm back
To writing another one
Hoping this is the one when you know you won
Truly, you should get to know me better
And after this song hope you
Think I'm the coldest ever
And after this song I'm back
To being another one hoping this is the one
When I know I won
Truly, you should get to know me better
And after this song hope you
Think I'm the coldest ever

The next day I had a conversation
With one of God's Angels
She said "if you love music
Why don't you pursue it"
Oh, you mean this gift and
A curse I've been attracting
I thank Makaveli for these rhymes skills
Now it's me against the world
While I stand here
And I'm only at the start of my music career
I'm aiming to do my music for years
Can't wait till I say drink up cheers
And UNENO it
All these bars that I've been molding
All these flows and I can't stay current
All this music I've been absorbing
All these styles I've been exploring

That night I wrote a
Verse about being perfect
I didn't even write a bar down
Shit that must be saying something
All these songs in my head
I can't wait for y'all to hear all this
But from idea to paper
These dreams become nightmares
And sleep is the cousin of death
Right now I'm feeling so frustrated
Turn on the TV and see niggas spraying
Get on Twitter see people complaining
Is this life or is it fiction
All this tension creating friction
Too much pressure on my mental
Too much stress and no one to vent to
I guess this is somewhat perfect, worth it