Nas feat. A$AP Rocky, DJ Premier – Wave Gods Lyrics

Lyrics Wave Gods – Nas feat. A$AP Rocky, DJ Premier

Hold up and analyze
Come on, get on, get some
Listen close as I prove my point
We do our thing, son, yeah
Hold up and analyze, who want something
Come on, get on, get some, yeah
Listen close as I prove my point
Ready to make an entrance so back on up

Yeah, no comparison, we more solid than they are
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr
Me and Flacko, they say we the new wave gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God

Wake up out the bed scruffy, sparkin’ my J
Shine my nickel-plated then I’m startin’ my day
My old lady call me baby, told her, Pardon my age
Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs
We goin’ home like Eric Cartman
Chromosomes on my conscience
Hear some n**gas talkin’ nonsense
Call up Nasty Nastradamus

Rock the pearls and diamonds
Break the promise, break her wallets
Break her heart and break her pockets
Takin’ notes like guidance counselors
Aristocrat like a chancellor
The answer to the, uh, panhandlers
The corners with the mans is up
The jig is up, the scams is up
Yeah, they hands is up, lookin’ in the crowd, yeah
Tryna f**k the world, but my pants still up

Tryna invest, to all my Gs
Before we rest in peace
Before we rest in peace
The rest is set, the record set as soon as I release
The room is streets, I roam the streets with no security
They know a n**ga overseas
Kind of swag that’s passed from your mom and dad
Prada bags and we cheesin’ on them Calvin ads
Might’ve peeped the billboards fifty feet when out in traffic
Starin’ at them naked pictures, s**t, you bound to crash it

No comparison, we more solid than they are
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr
Me and Flacko, they say we the new wave gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God

Hold up and analyze
Yeah, A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal
Come on, get on, get some
Call up Nasty Nas, n**gas hit the lick like ah, ah, ah

Wake up out the bed, wrap my durag up
Say a prayer, I’m thankin’ God that mom dukes had us
Monotone style like Guru on some Preemo cuts
Crewneck by McQueen, go nuts
Jewels over my white hoodie like Juvie in ‘9-8
It’s movies that I make, Peruvian white flake
It tore the community at a high rate, adversity I faced
I roll my own gas to make sure that it’s not laced

Damn, I used to hit the block hopin’ they see me
Watchin’ Video Music Box, sittin’ close to the TV
I was inspired by Whodini and Kool G
Got my first pair of J’s, thought I was 2-3
Invest in all my G’s before we rest in peace
‘Cause we sure to rest in peace, my shorty is a piece
A piece of mind, a dimepiece
I might buy her a piece of property
You might’ve had some joints
But ain’t nothin’ like me and Rocky seen

No comparison, we more solid than they are
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr
Me and Flacko, they say we the new wave gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God

Come on, get on, get some
Yeah, A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal
We do our things son
Listen close as I prove my point

Tell Hit we got a hit, ayy, ayy
Tell Hit we got a hit, ahh
Call up Nasty Nas, n**gas hit the lick like ah, ah, ah…

➤ Written by DJ Premier, Hit-Boy, A$AP Rocky & Nas
Album: Magic
Produced by Hit-Boy & DJ Premier
Nas | A$AP Rocky | DJ Premier | 2022

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