Wave Time 2

[Chorus: Mastermind] Death round the corner, you don't know when it gon' creep up I lost my niggas, since then, I ain't been sleep much But if I hear you got that belly, you get eat up And tell my lil' nigga, "I ain't no preacher" Before these bitches get this money, don't please her I'm on the strip, dodgin' all the police trucks And free my niggas that all of the police took I'm smokin' flavours, none of that amnesia [Verse 1: Nafe Smallz] I had to put them on the wave time Ozone space time Six figure nigga, chain on me when I stage dive I stay runnin' up these cheques on my day grind And I'm never switchin' up sides, I make the same slides I'm with the K9s, we ain't on no playtime Shoppin' with my son, I gotta keep it on my waistline Beat it, I never eat it if she ain't mine Deep shit but they don't deep it until the drapes fly Song shit, I put my whole soul into it, baby Progress, I trust the process, where it gon' take me So stressed, I went from homeless to gettin' paid, G Outside, we did the frontline when shit's crazy Anyone that hurt, anybody but you made me Life in these streets can turn a boy brazy She sent me nudes like she workin' for page three I get this cake like my first name Paigey [Chorus: Mastermind] Death round the corner, you don't know when it gon' creep up I lost my niggas, since then, I ain't been sleep much But if I hear you got that belly, you get eat up And tell my lil' nigga, "I ain't no preacher" Before these bitches get this money, don't please her I'm on the strip, dodgin' all the police trucks And free my niggas that all of the police took I'm smokin' flavours, none of that amnesia [Verse 2: Chip] Death round the corner, you don't know when it gon' creep up That's why my niggas toastin' every time we meet up Man, I been rappin' so long, should put my feet up But would the game be the same without me? Huh Manny gyal love my accent and I love hers She just want a London boy on top of covers Told shorty we can- we can't be lovers Tryna beat, so give me brain, I got no rubbers Flavours, you don't know about grub, my G That's not Cali, he got bumped, my G Weed in me plus the alcohol, yeah, I'm lit, bro Hayfever alone kills my nose, I don't sniff coke Northside, Chippy grow up in the tough hood So every time I hear "Die young", I touch wood More money, more gyal, more peace in life Might get a massage in my sheets tonight [Chorus: Mastermind] Death round the corner, you don't know when it gon' creep up I lost my niggas, since then, I ain't been sleep much But if I hear you got that belly, you get eat up And tell my lil' nigga, "I ain't no preacher" Before these bitches get this money, don't please her I'm on the strip, dodgin' all the police trucks And free my niggas that all of the police took I'm smokin' flavours, none of that amnesia