Waves - Chanel West Coast

A young West Coast, yeah, I was a teenager

Sold weed with my mom so we could get some paper

Sorry, mom, I know it makes you mad but I understand

I never judge 'cause no money ever ever came from dad, yuh

We did what we could and kids in school were the worst

Makin' fun of me 'cause I always wore the same purse

But I always had the same to only settle for worse

Do what I can, never stop with my plan till I lay in a motherfuckin' hearse,

hearse

Life is a bitch and then you die, die

RIP you gave me reasons why

To never stop and give this music a shot

Fuck all the haters, celebrate why we great

Love one another no matter their color or religion

Give thanks before it’s too late

Waves

And they keep questioning

And they keep crashing in waves

And they keep questioning

And they keep crashing in waves

Tried to get discovered and get a record deal

Then I met Rob Dyrdek and he said I was real

So I stayed pursuing my dreams, all the while being on TV

Little did I know the same shit makin' me blow up was makin' my music seem weak,

yuh

Fast forward, I got a deal with Polow

I love you for life but that deal was so bad I just had to fly solo

On to the next, flyin' to Miami to meet Lil Wayne

I played him my shit, he flip, and now I’m MCing big game

I’m forever grateful and forever repping that Young Money love

But then drama hit and that’s when I didn’t see one buck

Shit, I can’t explain, so again I had to do me

Standin' in the rain, but that’s just how it be

Been through hell and back, contracts

Haters on my Insta talk trash

Double XL won’t call back

But I’ll never ever fall back

Waves

And they keep questioning

And they keep crashing in waves

And they keep questioning

And they keep crashing in waves