Wait + Hope

(专辑： Love & Anchors - 2014)

Hey
I'd like to
Welcome you to
I mean...
Well, it's self explanatory
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Yeah

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
Writing bars on the way to a bar
Am I a drunk poet?
That's my life at 21
Soul searching at 2: 22 AM
On a Manhattan-bound train, like fuck it, nigga, I'm young
I'm a thousand feet below
All my [?] waves
On my Atlantic sea flow
Bones are overthrown slaves
Rest at my feet, lately that's how deep I been
Wishing my enemies a day job and better friends
A mortician, more vision than a remote
Your favorite rapper's dead, I'm killing his beats on shuffle mode
Damn, and that was me freestyling
I'm a dropout, so when they're saying "you're my best friends"
All about to graduate from college
I'm in the studio, making my debut project
Everybody cashing out, but few making deposits
All my progress and prophets depend on my inner conscience
Firefighters are choired to the calls of a bomb
Fire, cemetery, and buried was the body of young Chad
Damn, that was Inkie's nigga
And not a smaller steak, I be thinking bigger

I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
Just wait, we gon' make it out someday
And if we don't, well fuck it, we'll be okay
Uh, yeah
Tell my niggas just
Hey, wait, wait

I drop 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 fucking lose it?
I'm loose leaf, but I could never fall making music
'Cause I'm blazing like the summer, some reflecting off the cubit
Zirconium, you niggas so thirsty so I diluted sodium
Who fucking 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 getting cream
You like thug life
Fuck life, fucking turnings
Sending free shoes to rappers that I don't like
I heard the world wasn't ending, it was just mine
They told me guys like a never ending hotline
At the gallows, tryna get myself to delay the rope
But the last page of this book told me, waiting

Hope, hope, hope
Hope, hope hope
Hope, hope, hope
Hope, hope, hope
Hope, hope, hope
Hope