Once in a While

It's your boy Max Biggavel

We wavy, wavy baby, on the wave

Why I always do that?

Cause I had this over over my head so I said

I figured you know if I gotta go trial, i'll just go trial

At least I know a nigga out there holdin' it down

You know what I'm sayin

We was a part of something together my nigga

He killin' it, number one

Like he real wavy right now, and I always knew it's no secret

Get the Coke Wave, listen to it

Keep the jams on radio, Macaroni and Cheese

Like, I'm tellin' 'em

I already knew what was gonna go down, you feel me

It's nothing



No evil in you is the guest that shall prosper me

Who God bless, no man curse



And they say



It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for, ain’t it?

What people payin paper for?



It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for, ain’t it?

What people payin paper for?



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



Getting shot up, then he got up

Came back then he lit the spot up

Homie hit the chart up

Moroccan boy, you sloppy boy

3 chains on, I be Rocky boy

Packs out the lobby boy

Nigga you can read on, each dream on

French, got my feet on

With money I can lean on

Canary chain cold but still keep the heat on

Your bitch with the raccoon vest, Peter Pete on

Catch me at the game, hard wood where my feet on

Lookin for an actress on my wood I could skeet on

Mansion on the other hand, live from the mother land

2 straps on, east side where you rumbling



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for, ain’t it?

What people payin paper for?



It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for, ain’t it?

What people payin paper for?



Alfred Hitchcock, two fist fight

Caught a nigga slippin for his chain and his wrist watch

Murder was the case that they gave me

I can’t believe my boo bout to have my baby

Uh, you out of luck, mercedes truck

Pull up, distance, shoot better

Ducking from the knocks, Elz near Crotona park

Out of control, now a nigga go control him up

Shoot outs and move out, ask to break last

9th floor seats, talkin to the bench players

Tell the mic baby, it’s my city

Lead the game, hit green house, me and Diddy



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



Murder, cold blooded murder

Cold blooded murder

My money on the line

Murder was the case that they gave me



It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for

It’s what ya all been waitin for, ain’t it?

What people payin paper for?