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I'm sorry for the wait, I'm sorry for the waitTha Carter gon' be late so I cooked up a tapeThe garden's full of snakes so I had to escapeLil homie gon' be straight, lil homie gon' be straightAnd this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2And I'm sorry for the wait tooI told myself to save yourself cause I can't save youI send my goons to kill somebody, I need head proofFuck it, this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2I ain't trippin'; I got Barbie, I got Drake tooI send my goons to kill somebody, I need head proofThen they come through and set it on my coffee tableWho kept this shit together? Nigga, me, that's whoWho was there when niggas left us? Nigga, me, that's whoCash Money is an army, I'm a one man armyAnd if them niggas coming for me, I'm going out like TonyNow I don't want no problems, I just want my moneyAin't gotta hold no conversation or my luggageTell whoever's countin' that I'm on a hundredWoo, Birdman Jr. , more like Ugly DucklingTakin' over, now I'm takin' overThink it over? Bitch I'm thinking forwardI'm sippin' lean out a glass, niggaAll I got is Young Money, no more Cash, niggaAnd this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2No more am I my brother's keeper, Cain and AbelYoung Money sharp, I'm still eatin', I just chipped my toothTell them niggas; no love lost, cause I ain't got shit to loseI told myself to save yourself cause I can't save youI send my goons to kill somebody, I need head proofI found the needle in the haystack, put the thread throughI tried to stitch the wound back up but I just bled throughYeah, it's compensation over conversationLord I must got blurry vision, a nigga's got two facesLord, this game is a vampireBlood you gotta protect your neckIt'll suck you dry like raisins, lordBut fuck that, niggaGun drawn out, fuck that, nigga, I'ma ball outThe day you met me is the day Hell frozeOn the day I left is when it thawed outI'm still in the buildin', I just had to knock a couple walls downHad to kick y'all outLife is a movieBut sometimes a nigga get too tired of watchin' and walk outTakin' over, Lord I'm takin' overDropped the Sorry 4 The Wait until the wait is overSippin' lean out a flask, niggaAnd all I do is smoke, fuck, and thrash, niggaAnd this the Sorry 4 The Wait 2Fuck these haters, throw your board up if you skate tooI send my goons to kill somebody, I need head proofThen they come through and set it on my coffee tableTunechi, niggas don't appreciate youYou've been down since day 1, it meant nothin' on day 2Sometimes the truth is hard to swallow and to say tooBut I graduated from that bullshit, now I hate schoolAnd now I'm takin' over, now I'm takin' overThe old me dead and gone, that's who I'm prayin' overMight have to go back to slangin' yola 'til the wait is overIf so then I got bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda
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