Sorry For the Wait
Product of the shit we never had
No mom
No dad
No light
No rent paid
Dead broke
long winters walks all alone
Rhawnwokods
Rollin woods at a young age ok
The devil tryna take over me no way
You choose yourself over anything that's right
Cuz nobody got you the way that you needed and you know that that's the truth
Wish apon a star a pray for life oh
Shit to real to mend these scars I know
The closest of brothers not your friends no more
So who the fuck is you gone trust not a mother fuckin soul
Cuz they been tryna take me down down down
And i just put for the towns towns town
I say the triumphs that we face are only moments in our life
They don't define you you the one who take control of this here ride
Open your wings up and fly away
I do my prayers on saturdays
After that I go and chase the bank
Run-in run-in
Run-in run-in
Run-in run-in
Run-in run-in round
circles round these fuck boys they can't fuck around
This side yea we make noise reason why I'm proud
I draw lines you gotta respect my sound
If it's one thing you better take away it is how
A young nigga came from nothing uh nothing something now
Throwin the gloves on
This heavy weight shit
Vol 2 here nigga
Sorry for keeping ya waiting
No mom
No dad
No light
No rent paid
Dead broke
long winters walks all alone
Rhawnwokods
Rollin woods at a young age ok
The devil tryna take over me no way
You choose yourself over anything that's right
Cuz nobody got you the way that you needed and you know that that's the truth
Wish apon a star a pray for life oh
Shit to real to mend these scars I know
The closest of brothers not your friends no more
So who the fuck is you gone trust not a mother fuckin soul
Cuz they been tryna take me down down down
And i just put for the towns towns town
I say the triumphs that we face are only moments in our life
They don't define you you the one who take control of this here ride
Open your wings up and fly away
I do my prayers on saturdays
After that I go and chase the bank
Run-in run-in
Run-in run-in
Run-in run-in
Run-in run-in round
circles round these fuck boys they can't fuck around
This side yea we make noise reason why I'm proud
I draw lines you gotta respect my sound
If it's one thing you better take away it is how
A young nigga came from nothing uh nothing something now
Throwin the gloves on
This heavy weight shit
Vol 2 here nigga
Sorry for keeping ya waiting
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Writer(s): Joshwel Brazoban
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