Back To The Wave - Ay Em

Benz on the track

Nagra

Yeah, I’ve seen colder days (Days)

I’m baggin' this ting but I ain’t on time so I’m hopin' he don’t complain

I’m lookin' at acts while countin' these racks like look at what we sold today

She want me to be her superman but baby, you ain’t Lois Lane (Not Lois Lane)

Lois Lane (Ah)

I really wanna see the realest

Bro could be home this season, free him

All I wanna see is freedom (Freedom)

Take care of bro, that’s standard

Landed, handed him a whole sandwich

Have this, nice guy but he on badness

Madness, why I can’t bring him 'round antics

Still I gotta scope the law

Bro got a loaded torch inside the back of a motorsport

If we said it’s calm, it’s nothin', we’re good, it only there to show support

Remember. I had no support

I’m with a sweet broad, then we go abroad and bill it by the ocean port

so big, they get me down

Tell Mum I’m innocent, I’m innocent

Start my day with a T in a spliff

It’s only me when I think

Lord knows I’m trying

I’m only on paper like handwriting

Ayy, bring it back to the wave, man

Back to the wave (Hm)

Bring it back to the wave (Wave)

Back to the wave (Mm)

Bring it back to the wave (Wave)

Back to the wave (Back to the wave)

Back to the wave (Hm)

Bring it back to the wave (Wave)

I’m out here in the field

I’m out here in the field

I’m out here where it might get real

Shit get real

I don’t care how you feel

It’s a white gold Rollie, not steel

Bro call on the phone

He say the jailhouse long

You know how many oranges I’ve peeled?

You know how many man act bad, get wrapped and then squeal?

So keep shit trill

I just get high like an eagle

Waitin' for me like a sequel

Illegal, illegal, I gotta feed all my people

I wish they could free all my people

I’ll keep your secrets

No love from sand like it’s Egypt

I’m gonna stay far away from the leeches

Bitch jumped on my wave and I had her all seasick

Shit weren’t all sweet, shit weren’t all poppin'

Remember puttin' hands in my pocket

Pockets on the

Thinkin' to myself, should I buy it?

Moan that I ain’t got it

Shit really bothered me

goin' mad, contemplating doing robberies

Money ain’t a game, can’t play it like Monopoly

Bro’s on the block, in the trap

Bro take shotgun 'cause I’m riding in the back

I’ll get the job done if I’m gettin' to the bag

I won’t sign with no one, bitch, I’m signed to the camp

It’s Milly Records on the banner

We put Milly on the map

Need millies in banks

Mm-mm, like I’m Charlagamane

Been through some shit, only scars remain

And there’s only so much you can tolerate, ayy

Back to the wave

Back to the wave

Bring it back to the wave

Back to the wave

Back to the wave

Bring it back to the wave

Bring it back to the wave

Bring it back to the wave, oh, yeah