shit remix (sorry 4 the wait 2)
futuristic
this the last motherfucking one take y'all get 'til the album come out
in march or april or may or somewhere down the road
i'm sorry for the wait two
you should take yourself out
i got these rappers all scared of futuristic
like a kid who got in trouble and mama just took the belt out
they see me doing my thing on the stage and they get embaresed
like a kid who's on a field trip with both his weird parents
haters better duck and cover
i'm mortal kombat with the verses
i'm your favorite rapper that have yet to discover
and all i do is make hits
it look like a head of lettuce
if you nice and wanna battle
get it? nice guys go to heaven
i'm mixing vodka with unleaded
on a scale from one to ten
but i love her and all my side hoes is eleven
that's my only pair of retro's
wearing when i wreck hoes
tell me that's not where your whole check go
rocking shows like tiesto
pesto and grilled chicken
quinoa and veggies will make you feel different
i found out that good looks could be my meal ticket
now they face green with envy like the dude who stole christmas
can't nobody take it from me
and these niggas is bitches
i'm getting brain from a college bitch that hate to study
didn't know what i wanted
just know that i hated these rappers that fronted
promise that shit made me sick to my stomach
i rise to the top and i'm not gonna plummet
shitting on niggas i might need a plunger
i just can't deal with they need disrespect
then i'm stabbing you twice and then breaking your neck
you should all sing along
and start banging your head or i'm banging your head on the wall
i'm sorry for the wait two
i'm sorry for the wait two
i'm sorry for the wait two
i'm sorry for the wait two
i'm sorry for the wait two
i'm sorry for the wait two
i'm sorry for the wait two
i'm sorry for the wait two