Waxed Denim - Jay Anthony, Iamsu!

What you know about waxed denim with sacks in 'em?

oh oh

Do what you want, that’s how I likes living.

oh oh

If you want it, you can make it happen.

oh oh

First have a dream, then you take action.

oh oh

Open your eyes, turn to the rising sun

If you can’t find your path

Just trust that you’ll find your one

When you open your eyes

Live your life young nigga

Young nigga live your life

I got my money on my mind

Bitches on my iPhone but I ain’t got the time like I’m watchless

Bitch nigga watch this, I told you I was coming

You thought that I was lying

If I’m lying then I’m flying away

I’m a fly nigga already

So if I’m lying, nigga shoot me down

I ain’t fucking with you clowns

Real niggas welcome in my circle

Them other niggas just a bunch of Urkels

Smoking on this purple

Got me sitting heavy

Imma take this shit just as far as God let me

Still the same nigga that you met when you met me

Ain’t nothing changed but the song in the medley

You never met a nigga like me until you met me

Sharp minds ain’t got your heart, now that’d deadly

What you know about waxed denim with sacks in 'em?

oh oh

Do what you want, that’s how I likes living.

oh oh

If you want it, you can make it happen.

oh oh

First have a dream, then you take action.

oh oh

Open your eyes, turn to the rising sun

If you can’t find your path

Just trust that you’ll find your one

When you open your eyes

I used to blame for the game

I don’t know I just play it

I see something I don’t like, best believe imma say it

I bite my tongue for no nigga and no bitch

A closed mouth don’t get fed or get rich

Told em I want the top of the totem

Just wish some of these niggas would just try for my scrotum

Your girl shows up, I don’t pick her, bro

My green stay on me like I’m piccolo

Yeah, a young king had a dream and I took action

I’m not Martin, but I’m marching, tryna make it happen

Make it rapping, what are the odds

That one day they would ever dare compare me to gods

I don’t know

They’re kinda slim

But fuck it, we finna do it, don’t even trip, uh!

Without a plan, you plan to fail

And if you ain’t winning, then you ain’t playing well