Mike Irish - Wait & Hope lyrics

[Intro:] Hey I'd like to Welcome you to I mean Well, it's self explanatory Nah nah nah nah nah Yeah [Verse 1:] Can I get a finger snap, wait nevermind 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 f** it, n***a, 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 k**ing 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 deposits 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 Inkies n***a And not a smaller steak, I be thinkin' bigger [Chorus:] I tell my n***as just wait (I tell my n***as just hope) I tell my n***as just wait (I tell my n***as just hope) I tell my n***as just wait (I tell my n***as just hope) I tell my n***as just wait (I tell my n***as just hope) Just wait, we gon' make it out someday And if we don't, well f** it, we'll be okay Uh, yeah Tell my n***as just- Hey, wait, wait [Verse 2:] I drop this 'cause you n***as 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 f**ing 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 n***as so thirsty so I diluted sodium Who f**in' with my podium? No one A samurai, shogun We inhale, no pun Hammurabis cold, they keep they hammers on they clothes Homie, you sold me coke Made it rain on two strippers Shot three n***as, and that was only your first verse But is it worth it? p**y seems to be the only thing that can make me just forget about the world, and my f**ed up dreams And my f**ed up seams I'm like f** love, f** love, f** getting cream You like thug life f** life, f**ing 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' [Outro:] Hope, hope, hope Hope, hope hope Hope, hope, hope Hope, hope, hope Hope, hope, hope Hope