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Its been a long time coming

Hurry Up & Wait

You know it’s a B side off the top

Yo, thank you God

I might be tip toeing the line but

Never tell me I ain’t got enough faith though

Cause I done played safe long enough God

Figured it was time shrugging off the play clothes

The last year must have been alignment

Heart needed a check God played the side piece

But I was holding back water off of my cheek

Cause the hour glass stayed flipping over my beach

Man, simmer down simmer down

I was just a kid everyday I played around

At every house party played hooky from the pops though

Chasing the dark but the light stayed around yea

I got a pink slip the other day

Looking at the packaging and hoping its a pranking

Cause Pootah had day care so then I had to pray

That we staking up tokens when we open up the bank uh

Kept account of all the past deeds

What I search up on the web browser last week huh

Now I’m out the rat race cause of bad feet

Dang, guess I’m not that kind of athlete

To put on stunt, and run around people tracks

In a full on grunt, cause I don’t pass lethal gas

So I pull up pump, cause I ain’t grasp what I had

Trying put on front, then go around people back

My bad

Good things come to those who wait

So be patient, be patient

Cause I tried it won’t fail

Trust His love is right here

So be patient, be patient

He’s right here

Its not a sixteen cause it ain’t enough

And its way to personal to make it up

I used to think bread what I need

Until the buns got stale every time try to bake it up

And the money came slow but the bills fast

Uncle Sam tried to put us underwater

Not a snorkel on deck acting like we all Sinbad

Trying to climb like its gym class

But I know good and darn well I’d rather be a CEO

Than watered down get a PPO

With a suit and a tie and a yes sir

Employee of the Month sitting on top of the dresser

I ain’t trying to front and I ain’t denying the pressure

But I ain’t had a hunch or and interview a plethora

But a car payment from cash selling a Nissan

To driving in a spectra

Got a pink slip I was on Static Slektah

Man but I avoided the shell

I’d be lying if I told you I ain’t thought of a scale

Break a couple crills down some imported with well

That’s a lake of fire homie ain’t no water in Hell

Foreal, and to be honest they brought me in the room

With a folder on deck for the severance pay

I was looking down with an incredulous face

Wondering if it’s my fault or a test of the faith

And even if it all give me the shakes dog

Still a blessing I’m still a dreamer

Still a daddy still a lesson

I’m still training them up until the track shake

Still claiming another stack plus for the tax break

So if I sell a million records or a couple K

I just hope when you hear it I had enough to say

And I’m hope it was a lesson for the faith

God gotcha when you get up out the way

Now Hurry Up & Wait

Good things come to those who wait

So be patient, be patient

Cause I tried it won’t fail

Trust His love is right here

So be patient, be patient

He’s right here

Now anytime you come up with your own solution

But it is not in submission to God’s strategy

It will become your sabotage

Wow I’m preaching like a mad man

I’m helping somebody right now

Who is about to handle something the wrong way

And your heart is really in the right place

But your going about it the wrong way

This dude that was in the church

Maybe he’s still in the church I don’t know

I can’t remember his face clearly

He said this great line to me

He said um your a driven person that’s good

You got ambition that’s good

Your not sitting around passively waiting on God

And actually procrastinating or blaming it on God

That’s good, but there will call times in your life

Where God calls you to work" and he said this

I don’t know if he made this up or ripped it off but

It’s good no matter where it came from

He said «the only thing harder than waiting on God

Is wishing that you had»

(Clapping)

Yea yea

Take three

Say these the kind of bars you ain’t heard about

On the radio you probably heard of word of mouth

Shout to Ray for the alley for the murder (Selah)

And that’s my alibi before I sketch the murder out

Yea, I’m only body and the flesh though

Had to say it before the super sleuths

Got to chirping on my rhyme book

Bizzle got the carlie on pertro

Then I’m running down the whole angle like its Tecmo

And I’m Bo Jackson heard choir sounds

Knew I had to toe tag them

It’s all formal homie no slacking

Cause I was chilling in my black cave, still had the fire

Guess they figured I was sleeping like some old dragon

Never thought about it until I thought about it

Young ins talking how they fire in a lot of songs

But getting scared when they recognize the real

And them true shots fire like Kevin Hart on the ride along

Ah! maybe later they’ll apologize

And stop gassing about a .40 on they Spotify

Yea, cause little homie that’s a lot of lies

Only time you ever clapping is if you spot a fly

Lying through you teeth never count as flossing

So if you say its garbage I’m a talk regardless

Yea, but never wild on solemn

And stop taking shots when your profile on private

Foreal, I was trying to get more bands than lobster hands

And used to want to whip the water like a fish tail

Yea, I was litty with a lot of pans

But well wishes to everybody who wish well

And saw something better than them twenty five

And without momma prayers I wouldn’t be alive

Twelve posted up holding the strap like hall monitors

Up the block they blowing steel like harmonicas

Yea, Biz told me we in a war

The first take was light homie you can’t afford

Getting bodied by the squad

You got to carry the torch of course

They never going to applaud you or endorse you

In a culture where all the vultures been a force

Probably whipping a foreign often with the cost

Of a mortgage in a forest of endorphins

In their offices probably never mention the cross in it

Spit flame out of your orifice kick game for the win

Maybe you can get in the tournament

Or maybe you can get you an ornament

You probably got to forfeit

You ever try to mention the Lord again

Send well wishes out to all of the porpoises

Maybe get a shot at the journalist

Who happen to write to Sway, Charlemagne

Maybe the Source and they fortunate

To get a portion of the swordsmanship

Guess I got to fill the Christianese quota now

Before the naysayers tell me how the Spirit gone

But if its possible they never heard Him in my rhymes

It’s more than possible that they just probably hearing wrong

(Talk to them) Christ washed Judas’s feet too

Looked him in the eyes knowing that he was see through

A couple hundred dollars was a cost for the hostage

But I’m still glad about it cause I needed a sequel

Yea, and if I never make the coliseum

And my body never buried in a mausoleum

I’m a still praise God when I die and see Him

Cause I went from trying to beat Him until I got to meet Him

And trying to keep it hood watch the world burn

Play with the proctor and gamble with your life dog

Steady looking at the drama as the world turns

Be a pillar for my babies and my wife dog

Faith ain’t believing in God its just believing Him

So when He touch down you don’t got to stop and wonder

And if the word good better read again

Its Jeopardy homie you got to look inside the numbers, yea

Uh, Its Jeopardy homie you got to look inside the numbers

That’s real talk