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Joyner Lucas - Waiting On This (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joyner Lucas
Joyner Lucas
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Lucas Jr
Gary Lucas Jr
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ADHD Productions
ADHD Productions
Producer
Leo Son
Leo Son
Producer

Lyrics

Too many times I told these niggas stop playin' with me, go play with your kids I don't wanna hear no opinions from people who still got dreams of makin' it big I don't really care about what you would do if you had this bread or the things you would get If you was me, you wouldn't work this hard You don't know how long I been waitin' on this I'm way too busy to hate on a bitch Who bank account look like she bankin' on tips I came up from nothin', way layin' on bricks Been sleepin' in bandos and payin' no rent Everyone loves you when fame don't exist When I made a million, they say that I switched My watch is too pricey, my chain is on lit My diamonds are icy, I'm skatin' on this Skatin' like Gretzky back in the '80s I'm runnin' from 12, but that isn't Brady You niggas is jel', but that doesn't faze me I keep to myself if that's what it takes me (Joyner) The day that you bastards'll play me Will be the same day me and Jennifer Lopez announce that we gon' be havin' a baby I'm havin' some twins, there's two in the back You want the fame? But you wouldn't last The difference between me and you is you trash I'm really a hunnid, you doin' too bad Uh (a hunnid), look If I'm at a ten, then you like a two If you was a ten, then I'd be two hunnid Divided by two, I'm too good at math, look They got me started, I'm back on my shit again She got a fatty, I thought about hittin' it Hit it for practise like I been auditionin' Cut a bitch off when she started to bickerin' (Joyner) Cut a bitch off with the scissors they use when they open the business And cut the red ribbon with, nigga, I'm ignorant Too many times I told these niggas stop playin' with me, go play with your kids I don't wanna hear no opinions from people who still got dreams of makin' it big I don't really care about what you would do if you had this bread or the things you would get If you was me, you wouldn't work this hard You don't know how long I been waitin' on this Mm (yeah), I been waitin' on this Devil in the booth, I'm Satan on this Don't touch the stove, I'm bakin' on this (way too hot, way too hot) I'm Freddy, I'm Mike, I'm Chucky, I'm Jason on this Run for your life, you shakin' on this Got somethin' for a fuck nigga hatin' on this (look) All my celebrity crushes, I hit 'em already (ayy) Niggas be mad 'cause I did it already I told them they shorted my dinner already (Joyner) And I did it all, it ain't shit you could tell me Bought what I wanted, ain't no shit you could give me Got plenty of Benjis, but now it's more money, more problems I should have listened to Biggie And this type of livin' is not for beginners You kind of losers do not make decisions Tried to be cool, but I'm not for the business I got the shooters like rock, paper, scissors I keep the shooters like rock, paper, scissors I made the choice, it was not they decision I'm not gonna listen to rappers who sound like broke records But no, you did not make the Guinness, I'm highly offended Only way you niggas gonna get to where you want but you gotta be a gimmick And even if you made it to the bottom of the pit And try to climb up to the top, you know I'll prolly be a minute Niggas always wonder how I'm feelin' and I tell 'em that I feel like I done played the fuckin' lottery and hit it And if a bitch want me, she gotta be a ten And if she sendin' me selfies, they gotta be explicit (Joyner) Too many times I told these niggas stop playin' with me, go play with your kids I don't wanna hear no opinions from people who still got dreams of makin' it big I don't really care about what you would do if you had this bread or the things you would get If you was me, you wouldn't work this hard You don't know how long I been waitin' on this Uh, wait, I been waitin' on this Devil in the booth, I'm Satan on this Don't touch the stove, I'm bakin' on this (way too hot, too hot) I'm Freddy, I'm Mike, I'm Chucky, I'm Jason on this Run for your life, you shakin' on this Got somethin' for a fuck nigga hatin' on this I been waitin' on this (Joyner, Joyner, ayy) I been waitin' on this (not now, bitch) I been waitin' on this (I been waitin' on this) Whoa
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