Osiris ("Waves" Remix)

(Verse) Spot the don in a Dodge donning Shades like a Teflon don for camoflage Lately, putting corsages on the gorgeous; Wait, that’s the past like driving horses ‘stead of Porches Of course I’m thinking wishful If I was Jesus with my music, I’d be getting fishfuls Of attention and gratitude But people never seem to ‘ppreciate my attitude So I’m asking for the past tense Asked, I mean, because then I basked in The high end of low scale fame Local rapper with some vocal flame but Obviously I behold some change, with Slight of hand I unfold some lames, and Slightly deranged, I uphold the same Quality of songwriting ‘cept now it’s a pain, cuz Every day is similar, cash, I never been with her College living is equivalent to sinning, well Didn’t expect to write this all out now People telling me I’m going places, wondering how, I mean I don’t have enough for a train ticket Post a song online for the mixtape and hear crickets Spit it like tofu from a carnivorous mouth And still my career feels like it’s going south Doubt is a virus, still I’m Osiris to kids wearing Osiris They stay pirates, grabbin’ at booty While their girls send nudies to me. Ha, whodathunk I Woulda brung back the genre, without relying on Hennesy or the ganja, gotta keep it Broad for the broads says the radio But what’s the point of hip-hop then? Oh Wait, shit, can’t remember it I mean, you did ask a suburban kid Hey, I’ll provide the antidote With a couple of rhymes forming an anecdote Best believe it’s my real smile When I’m in the movie that’s the opposite of 8 Mile Look, even though I’m not from the real world I know the real world doesn’t watch “Real World”, aye