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wait on it - mark battles lyrics

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[hook]
make em wait on it
make em wait
why you worried bout the money that i make
ever since a n-gg- started getting cake
everybody got opinions all these n-gg-s wanna hate
make em wait on it
make em wait
and i been reppin for my state
yelling 317 out the gate
we just tryna make em wait can i see a better date
make em wait on it

[verse 1]
telling me to wait up
change up h-ll nah i’m the same one
straight up i’m just repping where i came from
won’t find another realer cuz it ain’t one
coach k came to put me in the game
since i started making plays it ain’t ever been the same
call her j boogie
shot city what’s goodie
pulling strings like woody
couple thousand in my hoodie
rookie if it ain’t the threes i don’t trust it
hit up gold nugget throw a band like f-ck it
everywhere i go i’m the man i love it
staying who i am being real got me buzzing
in the club about as deep as fifty
you creep we eat kapeesh watch the streets defend me
minaj with mills like meek and nicki
i want the whole world you can keep the city
i’m gone
[hook]

make em wait
imma make em wait on it
make em wait (x2)
yelling 317 out the gate (x3)

[verse 2]
i’m the young diddy in his prime
my n-gg-s out they mind whole city full of crime, chill
i know her little pretty -ss is fine
but she a stoner chick who sell that kiddy for a dime, for real
100,000 sales so my team bragging
have faith like i’m trying to get a c average
whole game getting weak imma keep spazzing
they don’t want it no more the way i let them have it
what? we ain’t never worried
i can’t help being real it’s [?]
cut your day short like february
and all that online flexing might get them buried
i knew it from the start you ain’t have to call it
too much money on the table man we grabbing all of it
maserati blacked out like a alcoholic
i only speak to bosses meet me at the office

[hook]
make em wait
imma make em wait on it
make em wait (x2)
yelling 317 out the gate (x3)

[outro]
it’s fly america
north side, east side, west side, south side what’s good?
317 till i die n-gg-
you better bring a army with you

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