Wait
Yeah, aye, aye, I might fall into a coma
With these dreams I'm trynna chase, yeah, yeah
I could start a bakery
With all this bread I'm trynna break
I'm here for it all
Never need to tell me what it takes
On my momma's grave, yeah, yeah
I could never sit around and
Wait, hold up, wait, wait, hold up, yeah
Know a couple people that I never thought would change
But I can't pay it no mind so I charge it to the game
I could never hate I know the haters can't relate, what's that?
My friends never change my circle never out of shape, nahh
Had to take some L's but sometimes that's just what it takes, yeah
I can't think of better ways to learn from my mistakes
Yeah, wait, hold up, I don't think they hate me
I just think they really love to hate
Know some things about em I know they would pay me
Not to say, but I can't get too crazy on the mic cause I might
Fall into a coma
With these dreams I'm trynna chase, yeah,yeah
I could start a bakery
With all this bread I'm trynna break
I'm here for it all
Never need to tell me what it takes, take
On my momma's grave
I could never sit around and
Wait, hold up, wait, wait, hold up, yeah
Nowadays people be so shady with the shade, shade
I don't really mean to come and rain on the parade
Check the resume I don't think nobody testing me, uh
Keeping to myself I can't wear my heart up on my sleeve
Trynna keep my peace where people steady trynna get a piece
Had to pick the lock I never will be looking for a key
God been watching said forget bout what they say, say
I stop talking imma go and show em what it takes
I might fall into a coma
With these dreams I'm trynna chase
I could start a bakery
With all this bread I'm trynna break
I'm here for it all
Never need to tell me what it takes
On my momma's grave
I could never sit around and
Yeah, da, da, da da, da, da, da
Yeah, Imma show em what it takes, takes
Yeah, yeah, show em, show em, what it- takes
Imma show em what it takes
Life's marathon you know it's never been a race yeah
Everybody talking listen to the things they say yeah
Gotta cut the grass can never get lost in the maze yeah
Imma show em what it takes
With these dreams I'm trynna chase, yeah, yeah
I could start a bakery
With all this bread I'm trynna break
I'm here for it all
Never need to tell me what it takes
On my momma's grave, yeah, yeah
I could never sit around and
Wait, hold up, wait, wait, hold up, yeah
Know a couple people that I never thought would change
But I can't pay it no mind so I charge it to the game
I could never hate I know the haters can't relate, what's that?
My friends never change my circle never out of shape, nahh
Had to take some L's but sometimes that's just what it takes, yeah
I can't think of better ways to learn from my mistakes
Yeah, wait, hold up, I don't think they hate me
I just think they really love to hate
Know some things about em I know they would pay me
Not to say, but I can't get too crazy on the mic cause I might
Fall into a coma
With these dreams I'm trynna chase, yeah,yeah
I could start a bakery
With all this bread I'm trynna break
I'm here for it all
Never need to tell me what it takes, take
On my momma's grave
I could never sit around and
Wait, hold up, wait, wait, hold up, yeah
Nowadays people be so shady with the shade, shade
I don't really mean to come and rain on the parade
Check the resume I don't think nobody testing me, uh
Keeping to myself I can't wear my heart up on my sleeve
Trynna keep my peace where people steady trynna get a piece
Had to pick the lock I never will be looking for a key
God been watching said forget bout what they say, say
I stop talking imma go and show em what it takes
I might fall into a coma
With these dreams I'm trynna chase
I could start a bakery
With all this bread I'm trynna break
I'm here for it all
Never need to tell me what it takes
On my momma's grave
I could never sit around and
Yeah, da, da, da da, da, da, da
Yeah, Imma show em what it takes, takes
Yeah, yeah, show em, show em, what it- takes
Imma show em what it takes
Life's marathon you know it's never been a race yeah
Everybody talking listen to the things they say yeah
Gotta cut the grass can never get lost in the maze yeah
Imma show em what it takes
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Writer(s): Malik Abdul-hakim
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