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waiting on me - eyeluvoscar lyrics

[verse 1]
sh*t getting way too real
so i been clutching the steel
you say you down for the ride
my n*gga down for the k!ll
doesn’t matter when we slide
they know we coming for real
they know we coming with force
my n*gga pass me the torch
i’m hitting the blunt till i’m ho*rs*
i need a horse
tryna skirt off in a porsche
i’m tryna fly to la
i need a mil on plate
i need a b*tch with some cake
you was the goat
why you turn into a snake
but f*ck it i’m staying afloat
locked in the stu for some days, ok
how many hits we gon make today
how many risks you gon take today
i f*ck his b*tch then fadeaway
[verse 2]
money the motto
b*tch i been balling like i hit the lotto
i know one girl from colorado
when i gеt to see her then we popping bottlеs
shawty too bad, look like a model
body coke bottle
pour me up a drank
she smoke gas, not from the tank
b*tch i’m on the chase i just made bank
i just made (ah)
i need 10k for a show
me and my n*ggas all finna blow
i won’t ever go back broke
making mama proud, cause i’m on my own
i keep a tool when i’m by my lone
n*ggas too fake, n*ggas be clones
n*ggas too fake, clutch that pole
we finna ball like disco

[verse 3]
f*ck n*gga steady hating on me
tryna get to the paper homie
kiara calling my phone and i know that she waiting on me
i know that she hate it for me
they want bread then we bake him homie
i don’t really ever get lonely
cause everybody way too phony
watching my shoulders, that’s word to my enemies
talking that knowledge with spiritual entities
f*ck n*gga hating like bro are you kidding me
i rip the chop let it sing like a symphony
never ever really had ish (haddish) like tiffany
i got some music could last you a century
keep a gun close to my side like a sentry
not going out unless god come and send for me
[verse 4]
stacking the paper, no time for the fallouts
you run till you fall down
a feature gone cost you an eye and an arm now
my n*ggas gone ball out
who is whatchamacall now?
you seen him with who?
you say he gunned down?
bag on his head?
what you need me do?
i can do it by sundown
fye fye fye, f*ck n*gga better leap
bro the shot the choppa
10 rounds for an oppa
unloading the clip and then f*cking repeat
i’m with the gang we ain’t playing for keeps
bro caught a case i ain’t talking ’bout brief
i seen some sh*t to bring you to your knees
baby you wonder why i’m smoking trees
n*ggas be clones want my energy

[outro]
f*ck n*gga steady hating on me
tryna get to the paper homie
kiara calling my phone and i know that she waiting on me
i know that she hate it for me
they want bread then we bake him homie
i don’t really ever get lonely
cause everybody way too phony

- eyeluvoscar lyrics

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