Nemo Achida - Slave To The Wave Lyrics

Nemo Achida - Slave To The Wave Lyrics

Don't worry, lose your spirit

This feels like waiting at the stadium
And that feels like waking up to AMs
Millions like men in time bringing them
I flow harder than these men since the day we prints
I had a raw fingering on my baby prints
My queen bridge mama kept me in them'
Ask a couple fathers and that's what I slipped their daughters in
Crook home, smack her in the back seat, no problem
In the blazer regular night, no promise
Switch it up, I had them hoes on my jeans, my job
Douglas ' in my jeans, got robbed well
Everybody else but me, he let me dry
We are true story but off topic
But just another testimony of where the glow has got me

Raise to the grave, taste of greats, I'm a slave to the wave
Close to the face

And I'm afraid if I lose my words 'cause what's silence?
Silence with balled up feelings and that's promise
That's half those blows where I've been through violence
You don't wanna see me strapped, I'll probably whiling, all out
You wanna get down, go ahead and bow this, all out
All out, alright, ok
And if robbing is a drug, then my shit straight drop
First time, never take a hit and never stop
And it's not love, just a feeling that you got
Chase that feeling till you fuck around and drop
Chase that feeling till you bleeding like low so
If it's short season better hope it's bicoastal
Nobody around here tryina be local

Raise to the grave, taste of greats, I'm a slave to the wave

Close to the face