Verse 1
So good things come to those who wait
Sure
I've waited about - pop, pop, pop, pop
That's four cousins shot!
I got grudges, let's discuss this
My music needs no touch ups
I got a long record of fuck ups, trust me
You don't know a past as weird as mine
Or a life as hard as mine
I had to hustle, chop, sell drugs, grind
Whatever you want to call it is fine, but just listen
And don't prejudge
I don't want anyone dissmissing me as another thug or some shit like that
No sir, if I fall I will get right back
I got circumstances, but let me stop dancing around the