Wait

[Intro]

Said I’m back then, AOL on the disc
Boiled water for the rinse VCR’s and cassettes

[Verse 1]

Life ain’t waiting for your boy, I don’t have a weekly weep
Numb to CP24, everyday of every week
It’s the same thing on the screen
And my mom don’t like to sleep ‘til I’m at home in my sheets
Passed the days we used to roam
Hate them knowing where I be
Don’t act like I’m within reach
I don’t reach without a fee
Living conditions too low so that’s why my temper deep
I made figures in my home, so I never had to leave
Don’t give myself time to breathe, hate how I’m on high alert
Sky is still the darkest purple when my baby go to work
Had to tell her quit that job, told her let’s go get the purse
I don’t need the bag, need to see it in my chequings first
Got some kicks that’s way too fricken clean they never touched the earth
Don’t give two damns what a nigga doing, never liked to surf
I went broker than the middle man to put me on a shirt
Putting GRAiN above the brim, putting God above the church
Life ain’t waiting for your boy

[Pre-Chorus]

Life ain’t waiting for your boy, I don’t have a weekly weep
Mind is doing way too much, so it’s getting hard to sleep
Life ain’t waiting for your boy

[Chorus]

Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip
Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip
Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip
Where we live road blocks, bullet hole in your whip
Life ain’t waiting for your boy

[Verse 2]

I miss CD-Roms in cereal boxes
Hasbro Interactive was popping
You had to be at least 80 years old for a coffin
Funerals weren’t common
Only cared about seeing cartoon characters who coffee
Raised with less but a man like me not poor
Give a damn if it’s costly
Spending money don’t cost me
If I bought it don’t flaunt it
No lens on my wallet, I love to deposit
Love Deluxe by Ms. Adu
Forget all my problems
Niggas want to be popping, ‘til they sleeping in boxes
I went to the range I still feel how that Glock is
I know how to cock it, but know I don’t want it
So when I see tough talking on the net I don’t comment, rather net it and profit
I’m all about progress
You backwards niggas can keep that life over there
I won’t cap you won’t catch me still living here

(Pre-Chorus)

(Chorus)

[Outro]

Police always on the ave, thirteen on finch
Homies getting frisked, like we weren’t kids (x2)