Wait For You lyrics

Grah Grah Grah
Mm nah, turn that up. (Damn) Young Madz


Like sh*t
I went in my spot and I had to go take it
I claimed it, n*ggas not basic
n*ggas be mad why these n*ggas be hating
Like notti all in my fragrance

Notti all in my spliff
n*ggas is mad cos you resting in p*ss
Cos he dead in a ditch
Spin thru the mitch tryna catch me a hit

Spin thru the mitch ima hop off a revel
Don’t run cos these bullets gon catch you
Both stretch you n*gga get left too
Notti got poked and DD you next too

Pop a 30 take care of my mental
Like, n*ggas don’t know what i went through
I got my G tryna see what to bend through
Put the tool to his mouth, no dental

Like, dissin tryna get richh
Spin thru the mitch just let off like six
I might let off a dozen, don’t care bout who worda my might hit up his cousin
Likе, lights stop where the bluffin
Got no chop n*gga stop all thе talkin
You a demon and never did nothing, like got no stats that’s the end of discussion
Grah
B-Lovee, you corny got my V might spin on my doley

Lil n*gga don’t know me, watch how you come, watch how you approach me
13, doing drills with my doley
14, doing the dash in the stoley
Do-Don’t act dumb might up with all my homies
What did you do how you gon lil bro me?
How you telling your mans though?
He a b*tch he was taking the stand-off
Too tact, big guns like rambo
My n*ggas back and y’all n*ggas can’t stand off

Spot a G and I'm reversing the V
I got my tan that’s unlimited Ammo
C-Cdot look better in camo
How is they dissing but we made them ran tho?

Moving hot you gon catch you a hot one
Bunny hop over here oh we got one
We dropped them, bullets gon rock em
Sheik got the views while we spinnin the [?]
Two chops and two twin knockas
You can get hit if you not moving proper
Oh she a thot go line em
Oh he act up he went out like Osama
Mo Kartii a dubag see him ima knock him out his durag
On Bro you a dubag, leaking the tracks like why would you do that
He can get shot if he tryna get jiggy
4100 we running the city
Like Yus, get off my di*k

How many times is you gonna get hit
Lets smoke nic, this sh*t a clip
Bdot a b*tch he got beat with the grip
Why n*ggas chatting like we don’t put on?
How n*ggas dissing but got no guns?
This clout sh*t that i got no fun
I’m tryna crash i don’t wanna be famous
Every second I’m feeling aggressive
I’m at the top I don’t feel like I made it
Go-going up and they hate it
Like, life is a game and I played it
I would be dead if my feature was basic
I don’t realise my future remains it
Like, Momma we made it
Grah
I can stop till - I’m the greatest
Love with my brothers the n*ggas i came with

Young madz, madz, madz
(I will wait for you, for you, I will wait for you, I will wait for you)