Chosen - Waiting

I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it
I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it
But I just checked my pot I'm not finished
Not finished
But I just checked my pot I'm not finished
Not finished
How could you hate on the boy
I'm just a kid with a vision
But I get complaints on the noise
If I go and fumble the mission
I'm running it back for the story
Because I got a dream I'ma chase it
If you do not feel me you're phony
Yeah, that's word to my homies
Yeah, but y'all gotta wait on it
Because this track got some weight on it
The way I filet on it
Should put some old bay on it
I put a K on it
I'ma be bigger than they are
I do not deal with a hater
Running this game I'm a player
I can not sleep I'ma stay up
I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it
I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it
But I just checked my pot I'm not finished
Not finished
But I just checked my pot I'm not finished
Not finished
They told me aim for the stars
So how did I end up on mars
Got homies catching a charge
But I know they hearing these bars
And I could care less bout the Forbes
The Grammy's is just an award
And if I come up on a Porsche
I'd whip that thing like a Ford
Okay, I whip the Ford like a benz dawg
I gotta save it makes sense dawg
But keep the two cents you sent dawg
My hands out just to rinse dawg
Because I don't really take all the handouts
And who's gonna pull you up when your hand out
Who's looking at the cards when your hands out
What's your man about
I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it
I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it
I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it
I might just blow me a bag then hop in it
Hop in it

Written by:
Isaiah Liburd

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