Knowledge Tha Kid - On My Soul (Wait on It) Lyrics

Been tryna drop since last year
I don't know what happened I just had a bad year
Still taken over by my fear
Wrote when in doubt in a week
This shit took me like two
Months
I been on the run
In my mind
I can never get ahead
If you good at given head
Whats up
Nevermind that, yo back to the story
Been dirt broke
I ain't have no money
School been taking its toll
I just turned twenty one
And I don't know where to go
Should I keep making music or should I learn how to code
Get a job at the office, like I'm Kevin Malone
Everybody been movin up
I can't pick up the phone
On top of that
Momma working like two jobs
Know that won't last too long
She gon have to break down
Sooner or later
That's why I'm tryna get the paper
Thats the only way I'm ever gonna save her
To the young ones
You better savor every last day
Cuz you never know when your last day gonna come
And that shit come quick
Like my first time
I don't need a punchline
I know you can feel this
Realness aye, yea
Cuz everybody lost
Everybody stressed in this world
Still don't really talk to my day ones
Maybe one day
We can put it in the past
And I still feel bad
But I gotta mask my emotions
Stay focused
I know I'm good person
I just tend to overthink
Every decision and every mistake
Maybe they won't like me
Cuz I don't like myself
Baby so bad might pip that
I dont even though I like white girls, like wayans
I dont even know what these motherf*ckers be saying
I just need mo money, mo praying
My mind been running, relaying
All of these thoughts and emotions
To my heart my soul has been broken
I know that they hoping I fall and I never get up but that's not me
I just keep on coping with all the set backs
I just want to get stacks
I just wanna live up to everything they said that I could achieve
Always been one to appease
Gotta stop thinking bout them and start thinking bout me
If I wanna succeed then I gotta believe in myself
You should've just planned for the risk
Never abandon your ship
Go through hell

Wait, Wait, Wait
They thought I was finished
Ima make a living off of all of this shit
It dont matter if it take for forever
Better late never
I keep getting better
I won't ever let up, no
They wanna stop
I ain't gon stop til I'm dripping in sauce
Til I got hoes round the clock
Til I get momma a spot
Ima keep taking my shots
F*ck it if I miss
Something gotta hit
Wait on it
Wait on it
Wait on it