Waiting
What do I say, where do I go? (I don't know)
Who can I ask for a glass, I need a seat my G
Who can, who can I bother for the time, I need to we (I don't know)
Somewhere, some scared but I come prepared
Not a minute to waste, not a love to fair
Not a minute I chase, my tongue I tear
When I spit from this place in my gut, I fear
Like just my luck, my nightmare is my life right here
Oh my dear
Where are we floating
I don't know but I know that I'm rowing
Wherever we take this boat in the ocean that we float in
What's all that commotion, like no shit
They don't shut up, could really use a woopin'
One more word outta you and get a tongue cut
So my tongue tucked, and my voice hollow
With my gun clutched, my choice follows
Picked up some palo santo, lit it quick
Like king tuts son, ain't a choice to begin it with
What Do I say, Where do I go? (I don't know)
Who can I ask for a glass, I need a Seat my G
Who can, Who can I bother for the time, I needa Be I don't know)
Somewhere, far far from here
They like are you feelin' fine, nah dog I' scared
Saw all they want, like salt on the wound
Can't solve all these problems without a reason to hate
Fall of without em and call off the race
I'm all upset about it, won't fall on my face
Somewhat of a lost cause, cause it's hard to relate
Scars on my arms from blown shards of the
Fragment of fate, don't matter the moment I just
Grab it with grace, fuck great when you could be the game
Like you could beat the game or not even play it all
One thing I hate, how fame taints the players
At the end of the day I'm just another rhyme sayer
Waiting for the world to change like John Mayer
Yeah, waiting on the world to change
Stationed on the globe like states, just stating
I think this world is exactly we make it
That's the matrix, created
Who can I ask for a glass, I need a seat my G
Who can, who can I bother for the time, I need to we (I don't know)
Somewhere, some scared but I come prepared
Not a minute to waste, not a love to fair
Not a minute I chase, my tongue I tear
When I spit from this place in my gut, I fear
Like just my luck, my nightmare is my life right here
Oh my dear
Where are we floating
I don't know but I know that I'm rowing
Wherever we take this boat in the ocean that we float in
What's all that commotion, like no shit
They don't shut up, could really use a woopin'
One more word outta you and get a tongue cut
So my tongue tucked, and my voice hollow
With my gun clutched, my choice follows
Picked up some palo santo, lit it quick
Like king tuts son, ain't a choice to begin it with
What Do I say, Where do I go? (I don't know)
Who can I ask for a glass, I need a Seat my G
Who can, Who can I bother for the time, I needa Be I don't know)
Somewhere, far far from here
They like are you feelin' fine, nah dog I' scared
Saw all they want, like salt on the wound
Can't solve all these problems without a reason to hate
Fall of without em and call off the race
I'm all upset about it, won't fall on my face
Somewhat of a lost cause, cause it's hard to relate
Scars on my arms from blown shards of the
Fragment of fate, don't matter the moment I just
Grab it with grace, fuck great when you could be the game
Like you could beat the game or not even play it all
One thing I hate, how fame taints the players
At the end of the day I'm just another rhyme sayer
Waiting for the world to change like John Mayer
Yeah, waiting on the world to change
Stationed on the globe like states, just stating
I think this world is exactly we make it
That's the matrix, created
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Writer(s): Cameron Johnson
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