Rey.OH.eight - Wait Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Illijam] Chomp at the bit I'm ready to go Off, finna put the pedal to the metal so I'm revving the engine while waiting at a red light Got the mission on my mind, and I'm running out of time Nobody better be blocking me like good O Line Oh my, count it loss, bury me, with my cross, very deep Wrench this Christ from me? Go ahead try You might loosen my grip, but you can't pry God's Lately I been feeling like I'm tryna run ahead of Him instead of me chillin' in faith and letting Him Make and then open the doors of opportunity, I'm pouting and doubting His timing asking Importunately Gotta be willing to chill, gotta be willing to wait Gotta be in God's place while I'm at God's pace He works for those who wait, got that well-timed grace, never a day late [Pre-Chorus] We gotta remember He is sitting on the throne If you floor it at a red than you get t-boned He's working while you're waiting in a million ways Wait up, let Him make it happen keep the meek faith [Hook A] I don't know how to get through, wait up I don't know what I should do, wait up Is it inefficient to, wait up? (Nah), let Him be God, He works for those who wait [Hook B] So counterintuitive (x3) Let Him be God, He works for those who wait (x2) [Verse 2: J. Monty] I feel like I been waiting for a minute past infinity finna give up (what) Fishing for a vision did I mention the cup That He's physically filling visibly renders me stuck If you're omnipotent sitting with plenty…then why we starving? Your divinity's really a pity…if it ain't causing This kamikaze economy to cop a squat and then offer me All the options to possibly monetize the commodity I could cop a monopoly; Father God is you watching me? My soul shouts when I stroll through the house of your home in the clouds And you show me amounts, you expose every drought and you spoke through your mouth That you chose every route, every hole every mountain, now I know what you bout I was looking for a sip you're in control of the fountain You're always working now my job is just to know and allow it O my God [Verse 3: Illijam] I ain't tryna forfeit omnipotently benevolent Excellent intervention that's heaven sent by irreverence The man of faith is waiting giving himself up to the Father But the faithless impatient; manipulating like why should I bother? He gives to His beloved in their sleep Making more happen than 24/7 anxiety Heavy breathing take a deep breath Don't fret, He will work while we rest