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khary - wait & hope lyrics

[intro:]
hey
i’d like to
welcome you to
i mean
well, it’s self explanatory
nah nah nah nah nah
yeah

[verse 1:]
can i get a finger snap, wait nevermind 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
writin’ 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 f-ck it, n-gga, 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
wishin’ my enemies a day job and better friends
a mortician, more vision than a remote
your favorite rapper’s dead, i’m k!lling his beats on shuffle mode
d-mn, and that was me freestylin’
i’m a dropout, so when they’re sayin’ “you’re my best friends”
all about to graduate from college
i’m in the studio, making my debut project
everybody cashin’ 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
d-mn, that was inkie’s n-gga
and not a smaller steak, i be thinkin’ bigger

[hook:]
i tell my n-ggas just wait
(i tell my n-ggas just hope)
i tell my n-ggas just wait
(i tell my n-ggas just hope)
i tell my n-ggas just wait
(i tell my n-ggas just hope)
i tell my n-ggas just wait
(i tell my n-ggas just hope)
just wait, we gon’ make it out someday
and if we don’t, well f-ck it, we’ll be okay
uh, yeah
tell my n-ggas just-
hey, wait, wait

[verse 2:]
i drop this ’cause you n-ggas 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 f-cking lose it?
i’m loose leaf, but i could never fall making music
’cause i’m blazin’ like the summer, some reflecting off the cubit
zirconium, you n-ggas so thirsty so i diluted sodium
who f-ckin’ 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 c0ke
made it rain on two strippers
shot three n-ggas, and that was only your first verse
but is it worth it?
p-ssy seems to be the only thing that can make me just forget about the world
and my f-cked up dreams
and my f-cked up seams
i’m like f-ck love, f-ck love, f-ck getting cream
you like thug life
f-ck life, f-cking 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, waitin’

[outro:]
hope, hope, hope
hope, hope hope
hope, hope, hope
hope, hope, hope
hope, hope, hope
hope

- khary lyrics

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