Khary - Wait + Hope lyrics

Hey
I'd like to-
Welcome you to-
I mean
Well, it's self explanatory
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Yeah

Can I get a finger snap? Wait, never mind
That's wack
Tryna' make a million of the
Million things that you lack
Pat those, eat those, am I appealing?
Tryna' be bigger than world-famous
In New Zealand
Writin' bars on the way to a bar
Am I a drunk poet?
That's my life at 21
Soul searching at 2: 22 AM
On a Manhattan-bound train, like
Fuck it, nigga
I'm young
I'm a thousand feet below
All my waves
On my Atlantic sea flow
Bones are overthrown slaves
Rest at my feet
Lately that's how deep I been
Wishin' my enemies a day
Job and better friends
A mortician, more vision than a remote
Your favorite rapper's dead
I'm killing his beats on shuffle mode
Damn, and that was me freestylin'
I'm a dropout
So when they're sayin' "you're
My best friends"
All about to graduate from college
I'm in the studio, making my debut project
Everybody cashin' out
But few making deposit's
All my progress and prophets depend
On my inner conscience
Firefighters are choired to the
Calls of a bomb
Fire, cemetery
And buried was the body of young Chad
Damn, that was Inkie's nigga
And not a smaller steak
I be thinkin' bigger

I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
I tell my niggas just wait
(I tell my niggas just hope)
Just wait, we gon' make it out someday
And if we don't, well fuck it
We'll be okay
Uh, yeah
Tell my niggas just-
Hey, wait, wait

I drop this 'cause you
Niggas needed new topics
You know, Pharaoh
You more Will Ferrell on Tropics
I'm from America
We blame Blacks and Islamics
And they shoot gaze when you
Mention land that they promised
If I'm civil, if I'm right
Is it a movement?
Or would you rather see me Malcom
X and fucking lose it?
I'm loose leaf
But I could never fall making music
'Cause I'm blazin' like the summer
Some reflecting off the cubit
Zirconium, you niggas so thirsty
So I diluted sodium
Who fuckin' with my podium? No one
A samurai, shogun
We inhale, no pun
Hammurabis cold
They keep their hammers on they clothes
Homie, you sold me coke
Made it rain on two strippers
Shot three niggas
And that was only your first verse
But is it worth it?
Pussy seems to be the only thing that can
Make me just forget about the world
And my fucked up dreams
And my fucked up seams
I'm like fuck love, fuck love
Fuck getting cream
You like thug life
Fuck life, fucking turnings
Sending free shoes to rappers
That I don't like
I heard the world wasn't ending
It was just mine
They told me guys like a never ending hotline
At the gallows
Tryna get myself to delay the rope
But the last page of this book told me
Waitin'

Hope, hope, hope
Hope, hope hope
Hope, hope, hope
Hope, hope, hope
Hope, hope, hope
Hope