Wait & Hope
[Intro]
Hey
I'd like to
Welcome you to-
I mean...
Well, it's self-explanatory
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Can I get a finger snap? Wait, never mind, that's wack
Tryna make a million of the million things that you lack
Pat those, eat those, am I appealing?
Tryna be bigger than world-famous in New Zealand
Writin' bars on the way to a bar- am I a drunk poet?
That's my life at twenty-one
Soul searching at 2:22 AM
On a Manhattan-bound train, like fuck it, nigga, I'm young
I'm a thousand feet below, [?] waves
On my Atlantic sea flow, bones are overthrown slaves
Rest at my feet, lately, that's how deep I been
Wishin' my enemies a day job and better friends
A mortician, more vision than a remote
Your favorite rapper's dead, I'm killin' his beats on shuffle mode
Damn, and that was me freestylin'
I'm a dropout, so when they're sayin'
"You're my best friends", all about to graduate from college
I'm in the studio, makin' my debut project
Everybody cashin' out, but few makin' deposits
All my progress and profits depend on my inner conscience
Firefighters inquired to the calls of a bonfire
Cemetery, and buried, was the body of young Shad
Damn, that was Inkie's nigga
And now, the small estate got me thinkin' bigger
[Hook]
I tell my niggas, "Just wait"
(I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
I tell my niggas, "Just wait", tell my—
(I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
I tell my niggas, "Just wait"
Tell my niggas, "Just hope" (I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
"Just wait"
Tell my- "Just-", uh (I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
[Post-Hook]
Just wait, we gon' make it out someday
(I tell my niggas, "Just wait", I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
And if we don't, well, fuck it, we'll be okay (Ayy, yeah)
(I tell my niggas, "Just wait", I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
Uh, yeah, tell my niggas just- (Yeah, yeah)
(I tell my niggas, "Just wait", I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
Tell my, "Just-", wait, wait (Ayy, yeah)
(I tell my niggas, "Just hope", I tell my niggas, "Just hope")
(I tell my niggas, "Just-")
[Verse 2]
I dropped this 'cause you niggas needed new topics
You know Pharaoh? You more Will Ferrell on Tropics
I'm from America, we blame Blacks and Islamics
And they shoot gaze when you mention land that they promised
If I'm civil, if I'm right, is it a movement?
Or would you rather see me Malcom X and fuckin' lose it?
I'm loose leaf, but I could never fall makin' music
'Cause I'm blazin' like the summer, some reflectin' off the cubit
Zirconium, you niggas so thirsty, so I diluted sodium
Who fuckin' with my podium? No one
A samurai, shogun, we inhale, no pun
Hammurabis cold, they keep their hammers on they clothes
Homie, you sold me coke, made it rain on two strippers
Shot three niggas, and that was only your first verse
But is it worth it? Pussy seems to be the only thing
That can make me just forget about the world
And my fucked up dreams and my fucked up seams
I'm like, "Fuck love! Fuck love! Fuck gettin' cream"
You like, "Thug life! Fuck life!" Fuck interning
Sendin' free shoes to rappers that I don't like
I heard the world wasn't ending, it was just mine
They told me "God's like a neverending hotline"
At the gallows, tryna get myself to delay the rope
But the last page of this book told me, "Wait, and—"
[Outro]
—Hope, hope
Hope, hope
Hope, hope
Hope, hope
Hope, hope
Hope, hope
Hope, hope
Hope, hope"