Sound

[Verse 1: K-WAK]

You can't pass me, I'm rollin' with a fast team
The flow nasty, so you gon' need the vaccine
Jesus took the wheel, but you can take the backseat
Actually, you can get out and take a taxi

I'm back b, it's K-WAK bringing the mad heat
Winning all the time, go and can check the stat sheet
Your raps weak, mine give life, my raps speak
I'm movin' on with my life, like this is grad week

Fat Greek, cause this is bigger than a wedding
I'm like Cahill in the box, I still know where I am heading
Letting all of my fears go, I'm letting my peers know
That this my sound, I don't care if you're ears closed

Cause this the type of music that'll penetrate
House was on the sand, I'm just thankful He renovates
Sound is here to elevate, my God, He is never late
Raised up a record, got me feelin' like a renegade

Set it straight

[Hook: K-WAK]

We never had a lot, but we stuck to it
Gone too far, so you could never undo it
This is, This is what my sound like
This is, This is, This is what my sound like

Uh, they told me that this was impossible
But God's in it, so I'm feelin' unstoppable
This is, This is what my sound like
This is, This is, This is what my sound like

This is, This is, This is what my sound like
My sound like, this is what my sound like

[Verse 2: Trae Perry]

Paved a way for the game now we on it
Anything that I get on you know I own it
Never lost focus, I can’t let em’ get the best of me
Look around and see they got their whole style from me

Wait, hold up, yeah
I woke up feeling like I was chosen
No use tryna be like them when I’m good in my own skin
All I see is tidal waves, y’all going through the motions
So tell me why would I ride your wave when I got the whole ocean
Let it pass on

This one’s for the books, don’t get it misunderstood
They tried to overlook me, then I boss up
Just to prove I’m not in the lane with the rookies
God gave me a voice, so I use it as a weapon

Let me teach you a lesson playboy
Go against me you will fail, so don’t you test me playboy
I been living good, so it’s no time for stressing playboy
This the sound they been searching for, gotta count it all joy, wassup

[Bridge]

Woah-oh
Woah
This is what my sound like

Woah-oh
Woah
This is what my sound like

Woah-oh
Woah
This is what my sound like

Woah-oh
Woah
This is what my sound like

[Verse 3: Loso]

It kinda sound like the blood of martyrs and living hour
Gotta give the honor to ABBA Father, see he the potter
I might not get any recognition cause he the starter
But still a warrior none the less, call me Iguodala

Watch me rappin and rhymin'
That truth that's wrappin' our minds
Ain't lack anything but a pack of excitement
In helping us finish that course and of course, gotta give us that cap and our gown yeah
Surrounding sound around a rowdy probably cry without him

You know that it's L-O-S-O
Was down and out because of sin until I fell and made sure
A waivering love and ability to dwell in death row
Defeated it in three days, now I'm screaming L-O L-O
And leggo, we be on that everyday it's God's Plan

A loud chant, you can hear us in the crowd stands
Aye see, I'm just venting, I'm around fans
How can music help a person if they're down man
Well every bar cold, so you know my sounds can