The Wave (feat. Miami Beat Wave)

I put my soul in this music for blue notes so let the record show That If you don't know me by now then I'll guess you'll never know. The illest shit I ever wrote but I still ain't wrote it yet No Alec Baldwin no way I'll die for props on an open set Don't care if you like it beware of the tyrant I'm door to door with the bars one of americas finest Give these rapper the work they be all like where are they hiring You new jacks must got it twisted so spare me I'm tired I'll set the record straight if they don't like me let 'em hate Cuz once you hear my project guaranteed that you gon' get your whole section 8 This g funk you up already told you that my pen-a-trait You wanna start warring G watch how I regulate They don't admit that I'm mad dope they ass won't But I'm focused all on my cash flow and mad dough Every flow I give em is different that what they ask for Everybody nose that I'm dripping like bad coke I'm that dope You know that Lejind is at your door and will come in Dope craft ready to toe tag everything Cold ass penmanship ain't for you the hoe ass sensitive Motherfuckers on the gram like "don't show that censor it" Hold that sentiment bruh who you know has evidence Who could flow as effortless yo with whole ass sentences It's the Chupacabra came to slitting their throats Cuz I'm a Babalawo homie I been killing these goats It's K Lejind with a capital K what up Iz You better tap with the wave These rap dudes call off cyphers cuz they ass is afraid They'll take an L when they know they're coming after the K It's 305 motherfucker act like you are the savior A O Dub need I remind you what I do to these haters They heard through the grapevine I got the rudest behavior I go bananas on a beat and reap the fruit of my labor