Diced Pineapples (Remix)

[Verse 1] Case closed, in 2 weeks I did 8 shows Poured like eight 4's, niggas sipping (?) I'm laidback, reminiscing, just smoking While niggas keep their mouth shut and their eyes open Niggas ain't knowing about the issues I be having Trying to teach my brothers and my sisters through my actions Trying to make a mill, but stay true to myself And it's a motherfucking shame when niggas do it for the wealth Had a battle with the devil, a problem with my health And I'm never gonna fold this the hand that I was dealt Stress come in bunches, but the money do too I'm a young ass nigga from the Wave, what it do? And a lot of niggas fake, but a couple niggas real I be on my iPhone when while my lawyer making deals Only for the right price, only at the right time Daytime or nighttime, get it right, I might sign [Hook] Call me crazy -- shit, at least you’re calling Feels better when you let it out don't it girl Know its easy to get caught up in the moment When you say it cause you mad then you take it all back Then we fuck all night til things get right Then we fuck all night til things get right [Verse 2] The game tough, I ain't tripping, I'mma get it though I'm knowing that I'm killing everytime I listen, yo I ain't handcuffing you, be kissing under the mistletoes I be on the bus hitting cities with a different ho I'm hopping on the plane, first class, to anther show Trying to pay my dues everyday, it's like I gotta go Hard to say hello, I'm always saying bye bye Shout out to my plug, I'm connected like WiFi Shrimp and steak dinner for a girl I got an eye for Show her off for the night, I'm about that life niggas'll die for Talk is cheap and it cost to be a boss You wanna start winning then you gotta take a loss Learn from your mistakes, nigga, leave them in the past Stop worrying about them hoes, focus on the cash Wave Racer Gang, I'mma rep it till I'm big I was (?) in the head [Hook]