Grad You Waited
Fuck School, yeah I'm paid enough
Niggas testing but I had enough
All this shit just ain't adding up;
Solve for X for which bank account?
Young niggas get like ten accounts
Each one get like two accountants
Hold my shit let me break it down; pepsin: cause I keep it solid
Still dey push the hustle like a trolley
Me no want nobody tell me sorry
Pray to GOD na why I no dey worry
If you fall today, who go dey?
Many niggas wey dey here today
Show me love yeah that's every day
GOD steady giving us the pay
All the blessings wey been dey constipate
One them reasons why I'm here today?
Thank the Lord and I give Him praise
Badman with them evil ways
Throwing shade? I got cartiers
She say I'm too toxic, still I'm exotic
Getting dimes while I'm spitting rhymes: got me on my jukebox shit!
They ain't know we'll make it!
Take off on my spaceship!
Started out shit was basic!
Made it here we was patient!
Na Na Na
Reason why I'm always on a low?
Rendezvous it was your girlfriend you no know (was on a low)
You know we mobbin' how we moving in the south
Run your mouth, you could (clears throat)
Lucid dreaming, daydreaming; I'm scheming
Fiend to stack it through the ceiling
I am never in my feelings
Look to the hills, through the hills
Look to the hills, cometh from the hills?
I'm in the building, seal pills
Yeah, you should take a chill pill
They ain't know we'll make it!
Take off on my spaceship!
Started out shit was basic!
Made it here we was patient!
Na Na Na
Niggas testing but I had enough
All this shit just ain't adding up;
Solve for X for which bank account?
Young niggas get like ten accounts
Each one get like two accountants
Hold my shit let me break it down; pepsin: cause I keep it solid
Still dey push the hustle like a trolley
Me no want nobody tell me sorry
Pray to GOD na why I no dey worry
If you fall today, who go dey?
Many niggas wey dey here today
Show me love yeah that's every day
GOD steady giving us the pay
All the blessings wey been dey constipate
One them reasons why I'm here today?
Thank the Lord and I give Him praise
Badman with them evil ways
Throwing shade? I got cartiers
She say I'm too toxic, still I'm exotic
Getting dimes while I'm spitting rhymes: got me on my jukebox shit!
They ain't know we'll make it!
Take off on my spaceship!
Started out shit was basic!
Made it here we was patient!
Na Na Na
Reason why I'm always on a low?
Rendezvous it was your girlfriend you no know (was on a low)
You know we mobbin' how we moving in the south
Run your mouth, you could (clears throat)
Lucid dreaming, daydreaming; I'm scheming
Fiend to stack it through the ceiling
I am never in my feelings
Look to the hills, through the hills
Look to the hills, cometh from the hills?
I'm in the building, seal pills
Yeah, you should take a chill pill
They ain't know we'll make it!
Take off on my spaceship!
Started out shit was basic!
Made it here we was patient!
Na Na Na
Credits
Writer(s): Obomoye Muzan
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