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Realm Reality - Wavy lyrics
(Intro)
 I'm wavy
 Yup yup I'm wavy
 (Verse)
 Hello, how we doin? My niggarizz influence
 My pictures move in units, please forgive me for my movements
 My life is like a dream while I'm sleepin next to bad bitches
 With cash finish from a fast business
 If I could fight a season I would lyrically smack winners
 A product of my summers cuz I shine different
 My mind distance, defined by seeing grind instant
 Divine wisdom, inclined to see my grand vintage
 Wavy is as wavy does, major love
 Shikeda hugs, Laperla underwear that make me fuck
 Ditement here for who can Hemmy bottle poppin
 Shout out my nigga JO, ayo we never stopping
 Flow is liquid like drinkin a couple mystics
 I'm pissing over the critics, I gave no fuck bout they feelings
 I mean, divine intervention, grind with my team
 Supplyin for my demand, from a plan devised from a scheme
 My dreams while shorty was making out with her best friend
 Jelly grabbed my hand and then told me we should be best friends
 Steven Tyler moments from this music shit
 Orgies like I'm a lunatic, golf bitches like Young Yeans
 The guns blam but I'mma lean in lyrically
 Surrounded by the goonies, no movies that do it literally
 She killing me softly, coffee I'm coughing
 Her buster's probly divorcing, the game she know that is costly
 (Hook x2)Realm Reality - Wavy - http://motolyrics.com/realm-reality/wavy-lyrics.html
 I'm wavy, nig nig I'm wavy
 I'm drowning in pussy, no one can save me
 I'm wavy, nig nig I'm wavy
 They pockets is heavy, that's why they hate me
 (Verse)
 Uh I think she like me, I don't want a wifey
 I just wanna pipe her down, let er force it run a while
 Fun with me, let's have fun, celebrating 21
 Flirting with success, open your mouth and let this money come
 The best shooter that's in the clique, I don't even own a gun
 Robutusin lean, while holdin heat I guess I palmed the sun
 Further and beyond, it was written in the stars
 That this kid from Menehem will be a king behind these bars
 Controlling every cell block, a rap with any flow to match
 Burn your house down til your image is all that's left, collapse
 But I'mma bring it back to moving units
 The car that Stacy Dash, you know, clueless
 My wave is like draft depicting killas
 That reach appeal over status, a infamy causing havoc
 If you ask me, my nigga there free
 Bout to kill a whole gang with my flows beside his beat like
 (Hook x2)
 I'm wavy, nig nig I'm wavy
 I'm drowning in pussy, no one can save me
 I'm wavy, nig nig I'm wavy
 They pockets is heavy, that's why they hate me
They pockets is heavy, that's why they hate me








