Love-sadKID - Waitin lyrics
[Love-sadKID - Waitin lyrics]
Spittin’ heat like I ate a ghost pepper
You better get back to packing or
I’ll leave your head severed
This shit to me isn’t rapping
It’s composing a set made of letters
And everybody know that I’m
Blowing up next winter
This is something to consider, I’m sinister
Spitting sicker than anyone with a trigger
My tongue is just quick as silver
Army meets up for dinner looking
At the bigger picture
I’m slicker than everybody sitting and
Waiting up for the industry
I’m uplifting everybody in with me
You and all your friends consider watch
While I just kill a beat
I’m supposed to be the quiet kid
Lucky that my mic is logic
Girl is always tryna bluff, she’s piping up
I pipe her down tell me if you dig my style
Wait I still don’t give a fuck
I’ve been past the stage where I want
To know if I’m good enough
Everybody talks a lot I got my fans I’m
Purely skilled and surely you can tell
I’m set to kill if you don’t make the chop
A pen and I’m set to go
I’m thinking that you should know
I’m killing that lo-fi sound
I could kill it a lil bit more
They say care about my grades while I
Say they should learn to trust
That I am gonna make a lot and
They gonna have to make it up
I’m tired of liars and
Disbelievers what‘d they doubt
I’m an overachiever reaching levels
Up with the clout (cloud?
Man I’m sure that you don’t see here
What the hell I’m talking about
And if not then treat my name like a
Dick and keep it at your mouth
I’ve been grinding for a year
Surprised to hear that I’m still waiting
Never hesitate to make a plate don’t
Stay I’m steady pacing rapping
Heavy weight I’m an underdog
But it’s your chance
But I’ll let the music do the talking
Play the record, play the dance
Just some stuff I wrote
I been drawing with a loaded pen
This that type of song where you just wash
Repeat and rinse again
You can use a stencil then
Every poem in my mind is just some
Frilly stuff that promotes the kid
It’s like the bars been on their loopy loop
Got me screaming woopdidoo
I’m never inspired to ever truly
Make a newer tune give a damn about opinions
Got me saying who is you
Hopped in on our way just like
A train going chu chu
But that’s old habit's
That’s all that matters I wrote it
And showed it to Halberd
Released it up in a package
I’ve been worried bout stacking and
They just wanna attack me
I’m on the ground for the planet
But until then I’m just still waiting
You better get back to packing or
I’ll leave your head severed
This shit to me isn’t rapping
It’s composing a set made of letters
And everybody know that I’m
Blowing up next winter
This is something to consider, I’m sinister
Spitting sicker than anyone with a trigger
My tongue is just quick as silver
Army meets up for dinner looking
At the bigger picture
I’m slicker than everybody sitting and
Waiting up for the industry
I’m uplifting everybody in with me
You and all your friends consider watch
While I just kill a beat
I’m supposed to be the quiet kid
Lucky that my mic is logic
Girl is always tryna bluff, she’s piping up
I pipe her down tell me if you dig my style
Wait I still don’t give a fuck
I’ve been past the stage where I want
To know if I’m good enough
Everybody talks a lot I got my fans I’m
Purely skilled and surely you can tell
I’m set to kill if you don’t make the chop
A pen and I’m set to go
I’m thinking that you should know
I’m killing that lo-fi sound
I could kill it a lil bit more
They say care about my grades while I
Say they should learn to trust
That I am gonna make a lot and
They gonna have to make it up
I’m tired of liars and
Disbelievers what‘d they doubt
I’m an overachiever reaching levels
Up with the clout (cloud?
Man I’m sure that you don’t see here
What the hell I’m talking about
And if not then treat my name like a
Dick and keep it at your mouth
I’ve been grinding for a year
Surprised to hear that I’m still waiting
Never hesitate to make a plate don’t
Stay I’m steady pacing rapping
Heavy weight I’m an underdog
But it’s your chance
But I’ll let the music do the talking
Play the record, play the dance
Just some stuff I wrote
I been drawing with a loaded pen
This that type of song where you just wash
Repeat and rinse again
You can use a stencil then
Every poem in my mind is just some
Frilly stuff that promotes the kid
It’s like the bars been on their loopy loop
Got me screaming woopdidoo
I’m never inspired to ever truly
Make a newer tune give a damn about opinions
Got me saying who is you
Hopped in on our way just like
A train going chu chu
But that’s old habit's
That’s all that matters I wrote it
And showed it to Halberd
Released it up in a package
I’ve been worried bout stacking and
They just wanna attack me
I’m on the ground for the planet
But until then I’m just still waiting