Jeremiah Graves - Wait For it Lyrics

We be vibing on the west coast
Everybody waiting better check those
Retro
You will hear a song with me and Metro
XO
Miss me with the ignorance shit
Imma vibe asked the bitches I kissed
Yeah I got enough weight on my plate
To say that I'm just gone make it
So when I talk she gone listen to every statement
That's a shaking house it seems it will be vacant
And I am renovating
So imma flood the basement
Wait
You gone see me in award shows
In baggy clothes
Shaking hands with all the happy hoes
That live without a soul
One thing I will never know is could I ever fold
See me sitting in the front row with the matching gold
I make it happen
Crew dripped with matching jackets
Ain't acting lavish
Picking up packs and make it back and
We will see on that big TV
A young man that done finally outlived them dreams
And making it clean
Simply off making the schemes
That's making them scream
All my bitches reigning supreme
They beg to be seen by me and nigga that's just facts
Say my name in any space the bitches love that huh
When she called and she asked could I wait for it
I said nah I got a taste for it
Take her out to eat she don't touch a door
A lot of y'all just be faking you deserve a award
When I called and I asked could she wait for it
She looked at me crazy she wanted way more
I advise you to stay it's gone be a storm
Don't you even play with the kid he nuts acorn
Other niggas they be trying to be that nigga copy
Since he wanna run up and shoot send him to the lobby
They be looking for proof it's hidden in the body
Anybody looking for defeat you'll find me and Baki
I'm on a different wave level and length
The people I attract these hoes be needing a shrink
They lead to complete
Drip check leak in the sink
It's kind of crazy all the food y'all be leaving to eat
And leave the receipt
Imma make somebody mad
When you been down already any progress is cash
So when they tell you nigga you better pull it all out the bag
It's yo choice give up money or put the holes in they ass
It's getting easy to brag
Y'all be feigning for trash
Expectations so low it's like I'm leaving the band
My feet in the sand
Ten years MGM Grand
Flexing on these motherf*ckers I don't need to again
Word
When she called and she asked could I wait for it
I said nah I got a taste for it
Taking her out to eat she don't touch a door
A lot of y'all just be faking you deserve a award
When I called and I asked could she wait for it
She looked at me crazy she wanted way more
I advise you to stay it's gone be a storm
Don't you even play with the kid he nuts acorn
Jay
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