Intro (John Anthony) Young humble young Ugly Verse 1 (John Anthony) They say kick it like Pelé Southwest, southwest, young n***a smoking bless Young n***a kick it right or they won't tune in Don't spend it like these boys and d-boys on lines like corduroys Smokin, posted, chillin in the back watching zombies, vampires This club horror, movie my grind, the glory, the story, my diet Hot fries and 40s and dreams, no wonder that I'm losing weight This impatience, smoking looking at these skyscrapers [?] List of gold, chillin on Garica Vegas I'm heavy, we getting major I'm ready to throw the flagrant to that coupe convertible Call that sh** my misbehavior But for now I got this hope on me Dreams in the bar and some dranks on me Smoking God pack, the cloud under my feet These lines they on her tongue the world under my thumb Hook x2 (Russ) You're gunna have to wait up It's coming sooner than you think I'm glad you stayed up Or rather stayed down Cuz when you wake up You might have slept through all the memories So wait up, wait up Verse 2 (John Anthony) Just quit on me today It would be easier to pay for social role call Cuz Johnny go hard like acid rehabs and alcoholic One drunk too much chronic South Atlanta throwing boot cases to the single scholars and Baby mommas who hate M.O.B. Just get yo J.O.B And feed me like a mayor heat Drankin like it's C'est la vie Or [?] She say, “See me on tomorrow.” Dick called God without the seven [?] sorrow Only time I ain't the one thinkin bout tomorrow She so close minded that she thinkin bout her wardrobe Before though, uh Living on Gordon [?] on the grind, she think it's k** time On the corner standing with a, “I need a deal,” sign Loud pack louder than a f**in field mine Hook x2 (Russ) You're gunna have to wait up It's coming sooner than you think I'm glad you stayed up Or rather stayed down Cuz when you wake up You might have slept through all the memories So wait up, wait up