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You see the box full of money on the porch, yeah I preyed for it I ain’t even have to pay the girl to let me use her name for it We playin’ with the mail, a few niggas went away for it They were waitin’ on my call but I couldn’t catch a case for it Anxious waitin’ on the next run Tell ‘em I’ma send some, I’m here till the check come I was probably in the car with the weight While you was fake, talkin ‘bout you tryna make a play Yeah, we burn banks out and played safes out Shit, I had to buy the bag its own place now Bring the jack back, too many fakes out So much work I had to ‘cause a fake drought Bring the Maybach, I’m in my Maybach I’m in the O, where they learned to made crack Pourin’ champagne, druck textin’ in a [?] On the way to london care on I got an 8 pack My money back long I bet they hate that I was sellin’ coke, freestylin’ on the [?] Girl Scout Cookies, can’t believe we made that I watched my mom die, Wiz helped be bring my faith back Yeah I got my bag right, fuck waitin’ on the next man 4 mil’ on the crib (4 mil’ on the crib), 150 on my left hand Real plug talk, fuck a drug dog Yeah, go ahead and hit me when the rest land Real Cali shit, this two of the best to ever do it LA and San Fran Yeah, Game go ahead and tell ‘em Letras de canciones Follow all your dreams, nigga you ain’t got to wait for it You can have the whole world, nigga you ain’t got to wait for it Fuck what a hater got to say, tell ‘em you ain’t got to wait for it And if we all die one day and tomorrow ain’t promised Why the fuck would we wait for it? Red truck outside, I just spent 200K for it Every dollar I ever made got to thank Dr. Dre for it Used to dream about a ‘64, wasn’t tryna save for it So I sold crack to the fiends on the block all day for it Niggas wanted drama That was cool, I just ran in the house and got a ‘K for it Gangbangin’, I was made for it Runnin’ from the demons and deacons like a point guard at Wake Forest My grandma used to tell me, the Compton was goin’ to kill me I wasn’t want to wait for it (wait for it, wait for it) She was sleepin’ on my dreams so I had to stay awake for it Wanted Kim K so I went Kanye for it, I ain’t have to pay for it I just bought a 10 million dollar crib, all I need is a lake for Baby momma got a 6 and she ain’t have to fuck Drake for it They say, “Money is the root of all evil” I seen most of you niggas turn snake for it Real friends, real friends ain’t worried about your money ‘Cause the grindin’ never break for it Fake friend, fake friends only pop up When you rollin’ like the bottom of a skateboard That’s when the wheels stop That’s when you got to cut ‘em off, even if you get the hate for it Real love, I guess it died with ‘Pac ‘Cause nigga I don’ searched the whole Golden State for it California is mine, tell Kendrick and Snoop I had a shootout with Steph Curry and Klay for it Follow all your dreams, nigga you ain’t got to wait for it You can have the whole world, nigga you ain’t got to wait for it Fuck what a hater got to say, tell ‘em you ain’t got to wait for it And if we all die one day and tomorrow ain’t promised Why the fuck would we wait for it? Why the fuck would we wait for it? You ain't got to wait for it Wait for it wait for it You ain’t got to wait for it From Letras Mania