Waves - Haviah Mighty, Sean Leon

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

It might be a phase but I’m stoning

I might blaze in the morning

I’m driving the conversation with Charlamagne in the morning

I sometimes blaze when I’m horny, make you savor me only

Mr. Smith would you stay with me?

I’m a major league shorty

Don’t bother tracing me poorly, Polaroid for the win still

Don’t you know that I sin still?

My dichotomy crazy you probably couldn’t sit still

I vibe with Sway in the morning

I’m amazing, don’t worry

I write my name for the story, don’t mind my lane bitch, I’m Tory

Y’all as sacred as Maury, I’m inflating my glory

Ain’t no debate, I ain’t sorry, bet you hate me, I get it

You lame and may be pathetic, my DNA is poetic

Hey I mean it’s genetics, I’m sacred but they just catching up

Eliminate factors but always take the grant

Don’t imitate a pastor but I more than chase the facts

I’m sittin' on this paper like I’m rollin' with the bank

I mastered simply knowing how to rap, respect it

You hamster in this bowl, you just a rat, defective

I battle little boys and make 'em men

Remember the intro of many men?

Respect is what I’m on and you should know I’ma stay strong

I rev the engine, all I know is go like a Veyron

And you must like the flavor, wanna lick on me

Yeah baby you must like the wave, you tryna swim on me

You must think I’m fly (No wonder you so close, oh)

You must think I’m fly (We smokin' in my home, so)

You must think I’m fly (Got backwoods for the low, low)

You must think I’m fly (Yeah, ayy)

Fist full of dollars, punchlines kick your ass like Chris Wallace

Stuffing pockets, they fat with split wallets

Live lawless, uh, her lip gloss is my dick polish, uh, uh

New bounce, I never knew balance

Cashing a cheque, I like the new balance

They watch, somehow I do balance it

Walk in my shoes up in these New Balances, ayy

A tight rope, raise the stakes, raise hell 'til heaven is at its gate

These niggas snake and fake and nothing’s sacred

For heaven’s sake, I was ready to die working grave shifts

God is gracious, now it’s steak with my side and my main bitch

Yeah, I was lost in a maze, now they shocked and amazed, it’s amazing

Yeah, I know my fears are only mine, I know my fears are in my mind

I got no fears except for time, I took those fears and made them mine

I can’t go back 'cause I can’t change that, made some change now I can’t change

back

Things felt strained, I had to change that

But when shit gets strange you need your game back

You must think I’m fly (No wonder you so close, oh)

You must think I’m fly (We smokin' in my home, so)

You must think I’m fly (Got backwoods for the low, low)

You must think I’m fly (Whoa)

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly

You must think I’m fly