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“The Wait Is Over”

They keep asking me what I… (waited for)

Verse 1

I was balling off of a few hits
But Im still that same nigga that don’t give 2 shits
Bout dissing these fools if the shoe fits
These niggas ain't dope, they more like 2 nicks
Pack workers, that crack 's worthless
I'm dope like back when crack surfaced, for Trax verses
Do not dispatch nurses, bring black hearses
I murder beats, no raps purchased
No ghost production, started out with close to nothing
With the streets I think I'm most accustom
In war you supposed to crush 'em
Hoes never chose to trust them, pass them to the bro’s don’t cuff 'em
The code is dead
So real niggas hold your head, I pray your soul is spared
We ate molded bread, then I made gold from lead
In life you either bold or scared

Chorus

You never wake a giant if he sleeps
Soft niggas whining over beats
The rap game sounding kind of sweet
I apologize to the streets
This the shit I know you… (Waited For)

Verse 2

They take shots, I bust back like it’s a tommy gun
Where would Chi-Rap be without Lottie's son? Probably none
I parted the sea like Moses, now who you propose is harder than me?
Get them slaughtered for free, you can clean up all the debris
I do it Gotti-style, make the body pile tall as a tree
Sick genius, giving dick to my chick she a thick Venus
Gotta split, you don’t get who the clique King is
Stay in your place
The shit niggas talk they never say in your face
Niggas ain't trying to win just stay in the race
Pray for my downfall while they saying they grace
I hope they choke on it, no Heimlich, no kind shit
They see weakness your throat you find slit
Columbian necktie ain't a fashion statement
Rap royalty and I cashed the payment

Chorus

You never wake a giant if he sleeps
Soft niggas whining over beats
The rap game sounding kind of sweet
I apologize to the streets
They keep asking me what I... (Waited For)

Verse 3

Worse case scenario Traxster back in the zone
One of the few niggas that can make it happen alone
No mob necessary, these hands cracking your bones
Chrome at the back of your dome, "Fack" and you gone
I bet they don’t catch me in 48, Law 48
Ready for as the long as the war will take go for the mate
Chess player, chest sprayer
Teflon thru every vest layer, just say ya
Best prayer make peace with Christ
And even he gone tell you Traxster beats is nice
Crack like coke when it reach the ice
Came back on you niggas like its Easter, twice
Just when you thought it was over with, soda shit
I stretched my career on some Yoga shit, blow a dick
You gone have to wait your turn
The more love you show the more hate you earn
KING!!!

Chorus

You never wake a giant if he sleeps
Soft niggas whining over beats
The rap game sounding kind of sweet
I apologize to the streets
This the shit I know you… (Waited For)