Translee

Took them chains off round my Feet
Put them back round my necklace
Working till I can’t sleep no more
But that money just worth my stress
I bet you knew that
Ya no
I bet you knew that
Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

[Verse: T.I]
One of these days I'm gon be, way far away so low-key
And I don't give a damn what your momma say
You fuck n***a still don’t know me
And I don’t want to hear bout your bread 'til you rich enough to not get shot by the police


Translee
Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

We taking them shackles off
I want the gold rings
Like my uncle in Saginaw
My bandwagon too heavy
I’m keeping it steady by taking that wagon off
Freeing myself from all the
Constraints Social Media & Weed Alcohol Sex & greed
It’s looking like a new leave it to me
I’m blessed up
Been running my check up
How you beef & you ain’t never had you a life insurance
Or a checkup, get your self respect up
Been drowning in bullshit
From the neck down to the neck up
And still found a way to be
Next up
Like what what what what what
This tha new sub culture in Rap
It’s called being real no matter what’s going on in the trap
And being unapologetically black
These are facts the leading my waves at
He’s the Only God for the maps
More facts
Mean while the gatekeepers in Raps only getting more lacs
We can learn from Mufasa
N***as need to more faster
For they sons a new chapter
Open up the new black panther in our blood
I’m more Malcom than Martin
& I’m sorry
Nat Turner & the Garvey
Its a war in our own backyard
So I ain’t going to the Army

Translee

Took them chains off round my Feet
Put them back round my necklace
Working till I can’t sleep no more
But that money just worth my stress
I bet you knew that
Ya no
I bet you knew that
Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

TIP
One of these days I'm gon be Way far away so low-key?
And I don't give a damn What your mum say
You fuck n***a still don’t know me and I don’t want to hear bout your bread
Until you rich enough to not get shot by the police

Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

TIP
Ok tryna make it in this motherfucker
Got me ridin dirty like the mud puddle
What’s a hate crime to a fun lover
Tear the block down while you burn rubber
Wit tha top down motion picture shit
Make it cinematic it done been a menace
Since I thought about my power implemented
For tha conversation safe tha say hypothetically
??? Thinking as I can ever be
Want be bothered by that bullshit you telling me
No time for back & forth
So let it be
I’m just tryna be a better me
Walk around a millionaire in Prison
Could as just as easy got a law degree
Could’ve just as easy got assassinated
Stead it’s hundreds me & anybody else to make it
Shit have some money doesn’t really mean shit
Cause If you ain’t happy n***a you ain’t shit
I done had every ho I done seen wit you
Boy your whole swag make a scene issue
After issue n***a soft as tissue huh
Running when they come to get you
Huh
Till they catch up wit you put that ratchet to you
Now I bet you see tha big picture huh
TIP
I’m just saying
Like one of these n***as I promise