L Lyrics - Jaden Smith

I could put you on a wave 

I just put you on a wave 

You're pretty as the ocean 

I'm coming with the gang 

So you need to get out our way 

The ladies love it when I sing 

The niggas love my abilities 

When I make the fire on the beats 

I'm about to make a mil' a week 

When I hit 'em with the melodies 

I don't care what you telling me 

Tryna stay away from felonies, oh 

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Girl, I'm Martin Luther, Martin Luther King 

Life is hard, I'm Kamasutra-ing 

I'm running through the pain that the youth has been 

Inflicted with, it's just ridiculous that you would kill a kid for some Yeezy's 

Grab your shoes and give his mom a visit at the funeral, 

You looking fly as hell 

Is that really how we're living, check it 

Got a vivid dream of some different (tell 'em) 

K. Dot has coming out of me, the poetry you know it's been a minute 

Forefathers put the tax on our real fathers 

I don't feel represented, I should be up in the Senate 

Swear I feel like Martin Luther, baby, we need Adam 

False prosecutor so they won't 

Hem, hem, hem, hem, hem my niggas to the prisons 

Forgiveness over your permission 

Just because I didn't break it I'ma fix it 

And I'm with my dawgs, I'm finna sic 'em 

Teachers said I need a lesson 

So I go and start my own school 

And it's a mystery to you, you get it? 

Misdemeanor's comin' true it ain't the question 

But it ain't a problem, they gon' catch you 

That's the mind state of the youth including me 

We need some new professors 

Were you goin' fast son? Yes, sir 

It was that autopilot on the Tesla 

Heart palpitating so my chest hurts 

Probably see it through my sweatshirt, yellow 

Mama, mama, mama, I'm a mess-up 

Sorry, mama, I'm a mess-up 

Paint the pedal just so I could go impress 'em 

Almost got us on the stretcher 

And I'm sorry mama, know you taught me better 

You know, you know you taught me better 

Father, I don't need a lecture 

Man, I know the street is rougher for the texture 

And I'm saying 

Sorry, mama, I'm a mess-up 

Sorry, mama, I'm the mess-up 

I just use these 808's to do confessions 

I'm double cursing and I'm flexing 

Vile person, I feel like I'm a Peasant 

This isn't me, it's my reflection 

My purity is the protection from the insecurities of a section of my soul 

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I just put you on a wave 

Just put you on a wave 

Follow me into the ocean 

You will never be the same 

I could put you on a wave 

I just put you on a wave 

Follow me into the ocean 

You will never be the same