Bizzy Crook
Rough Waters
[Intro: News Reporter]
Good evening
Politicians from several states tonight are sharply criticizing President Carter's handling of the Cuban refugee problem
The governor of Texas, Bill Clemens, says the president has literally opened the floodgates. Placing no limitations on the number of Cubans entering the United States

[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook]
Smooth sailin' thru the rough waters, need a tune up
My mind is like a map of anything I'm in pursuit of
And dreams is like a teardrop in the ocean where we grew up
But I knew that I would make it, my father made it from Cuba
My [?] said mama fear the water
Sick of living in the eye
So she wanted her son to be a doctor
I shoulda listened mama
I finally get it mama
Cuz Dr. Dre just make 3 billion dollas
The real roots are growin' back
For the rose who had a dream but let him go like Jack
In the same water where my daddy took a boat
Cuz they might have took his freedom
But they couldn't take his hope
And with that in my family tree
The [?] is bout to grow
And who knew the young boy would blossom to a Derek Rose
Seein' cribs in the hills like how the fuck we gettin' those
Now I'm lookin' out below from this LA summer home
Got snakes in the garden waitin' by the garden hose
So I keep my apple tree seeds planted far from those
It feel like last winter we was talkin' bout these goals
How the table bout to drop, how the boy about to blow
Then it happened like we said it, that's exactly how it go
Underground like parking but I drove up in the Rove
Feds, cut em' off like some hoes
And motherfuck limits cuz they all self imposed
These rappers not even tryin'
They livin' in fear, get the fuck off Shutter Island
You tryna see the future, shut your mothafuckin' eyelids
Or don't be mad at me cuz I did

[Hook: Michael Francis]
You said I don't wanna be nothin'
You said I don't wanna be around
Mama said believe somethin'
Even when you start to drown
Swimin' thru rough waters
Rough waters
Rough waters
You swam thru rough waters
Rough times and
Rough waters
Yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Bizzy Crook]
I just wanna make it like my parents made it
And I was born here, that's how I know I'll be the greatest
Sky blue coupe, red eye flight to Vegas
You ever try to get a room key fuckin' faded
I'm puttin' on until all my n***as activated
They tellin' stories but all that shit is fabricated
Before the tour, they wasn't ever showin' love
And I ain't got no newborn, I'm just the most congratulated
I know when n***as really on
Hatin' on the youngest n***a tryna put the city on
I know a couple n***as that would love to see you gone
Imma see the dream forever like Christina Milian
My mind goes where time goes
And my heart is in another fuckin' time zone
Ice cold champagne, like n***a what if time froze
N***a what if we could find those one hoes
That we seen one time, and could fuck one time
I wish I never fucked that one time
Please don't remind me, please don't remind me
That one time I had to lose you just to find me
These girls like labels, flyin' in just to find me
But I ain't givin' in to they pain like the 90's
I been learnin' new shit, gettin' in tune with shit
I'm on some fuck provin' shit and start doin' shit
Just told my city 30 shows and some music shit
The only curse in heaven is the thoughts of losin' it
Then I snap out, as I'm drivin' in the yacht
Across the ocean of doubt

[Hook: Michael Francis]
You said I don't wanna be nothin'
You said I don't wanna be around
Mama said believe somethin'
Even when you start to drown
Swimin' thru rough waters
Rough waters
Rough waters
You swam thru rough waters
Rough times and
Rough waters
Yeah yeah