[Backing Track: Waves - Mr. Probz]
[Verse: Squeeks]
Money comes, money goes
Plant a seed watch money grow
Tried to be what my mommy showed
Gangster and a gentleman, best of both
And I ain't trying to gloat
I'm in position I think he's better than most
They say, these chances are there to be taken
Made my first foul when I stepped on the pavement
It was all fun before
Now we hustle through the thunderstorm
Empty belly so my hungers raw
All I see is red, number 4
Fast money but we still trapping
Any time I hear the feds my heartbeats rapping
Made the peds look bigger had to rewrap 'em
Got the best of both d** I got the beat cracking
(yeah)
All I know is this fast life
Press, BB, cookin' that hard white
S3 I had to copy my dargs ride
Just spoke to Ko' and he told me he's alright
Many times I thought about forgetting this
Plenty times I can't even remember sh**
My heads spinning like the exorcist
Some say I soon blow like a terrorist
Some say I fell off, guess again
They say it's getting to my head again
n******gs sneak dissing, I set a different trend
Got a problem with my n***a I'm like S&M
Cla** A flow they stuck on the crack pipe
Got the type of bars to make 'em get off they backside
They saying that I'm splashy on the day I got baptised
Pull up in the sports car they know it's a flash drive
Feds taking pictures like the paparazzi
I ain't got no kids but these chicks wan' call me daddy
Half these girls are Molly and Mandy
They wanna drop it in the bit in the brandy
That's a different wave
All I needs a few spliffs to blaze
Whip it up, gave my own wrist a raise
Causing impact no collision
I'm a track politician
I got plans in my vision (ah)
Presidential yeah I put it on the map
My whole generation all knowing who I am
I've got them problems
No Jeremy Kyle sh**
From bedroom to boardroom
I feel like Jamal did
I know I gotta do it so I'm wid' it
And I'm a go-getter so I'mma go get it
It's hard to leave the roads
Phones ringing every minute
Plus these females always asking for your digits
[?] sent a VO
I hit him with a visit
n******gs soon home
He know I'm gon' k** it
He told to stand up for me
Flash back we had [?] and money
Now they tried then my n***a had to chat to Ronnie
Cah they got him in a deportation centre
They saying that my n***a was a bait offender
Man I'm wishing that this sh** wasn't real
But in ten different stores my n***a's hitting the tills
I was given the sk** in music
He was giving until he used it
I just wanna get out of this bullsh**
My n***a's robbers so they can afford it
Are you feeling my pain
So how you living over there huh
Kinda way we live is f**ed up
Every other n***a rob [?] now
But we still try and get the funds up
[Verse: Mr. Probz]
My face above the water
My feet can't touch the ground
Touch the ground, and it feels like
I can see the sands on the horizon
Every time you are not around
[Hook: Mr. Probz]
I'm slowly drifting away (drifting away)
Wave after wave, wave after wave
I'm slowly drifting (drifting away)
And it feels like I'm drowning
Pulling against the stream
Pulling against the stream