Can't wait
• Written by Ballabamajay
Ballabamajay's Notes
Real talk can't wait a lyrical song I tried my hardest tho
(Verse 1)
Can't wait to get to high school with my people/
I always want to be good not evil/
My words speak louder then my actions/
Life is still a math problem but I gotta solve these fractions/
Can't wait to get out this hole in climb to the top/
I don't see red I see green in my traffic light so I can't stop/
Boys cuffing these gold digging girls I guess he is cop/
Gotta clean this flow off cuz it's messing the rappers up I need a mop/
It's easy getting to the top while everybody drop/
Got so much lettuce in my pocket you'll think I'm growing a crop/
Everybody want to buy my brain because there's running out wit words/
I'm so fly my words fly in my like birds/
These haters brain dead in they ask me for a recharge/
I told y'all brains small in mine large/
Can't wait until they say I'm a not king in they kno I got a crown/
I shoot at you with my words I'm social yours on silent I don't hear a sound/
Don't act funny with me you rappers clowns/
My mouth a gun I shoot hundred rounds/
Ima heavyweight rapper you just lightweight with no pounds/
(Verse 2)
Can't wait till somebody diss me with that beef cuz I go ham/
Come in hit you with my hits bam bam!/
I got that lebron on me yu don't wont this heat boy/
Yu gott a show me nothing them closed curtains so yu have a seat boy/
I'll destroy yu again do I have to repeat boy/
Yo girl is my candy I took her home with me call dat trick or treat boy/
My mouth never run out of words but I still run with sore feet boy/
I'm still getting bread up ain talkin bout no wheat boy/
Still gotta lot bands on me ion need no beat boy/
I'm so fly I should be a parakeet boy/
I play fair but I know some dat cheat/
I pass the test with no cheat sheet/
I finally spoke with the crown cuz ima King I'm glad we finally meet/
A rapper ask me to cook me up some words I said no yu cook some to eat/
Call me a janitor cuz I clean up the game now it's nice in neat/
Please I'm not a xbox yu can't not play with me/
To blind in to deaf for these haters I don't wat they say in what they see/
Get yo money up it don't grow on trees/
Itching for for some money I think my hands got fleas/
My ship got a flow see it flowin across the seas/
These rappers buzzing for some honey yu can't take my nectarine/
This girl is my flower in she got guns like a marine/
Backstabbing friends never confront with yu so they coming at my spleene/
I got incredible hulks in my pockets cuz my pockets green in mean/
People betray man so be careful if yu with a trader/
You betta cut that plug off soon before it get cut off later/
Y'all so rusty ima start callin y'all no phone but just kno yu mater/
Y'all boys cheat so fast congrats for being the fastest cheetahs/
Y'all couldn't walk in my shoes ain talkin bout Adidas/
My team is the heat yea we speak with them fire heaters/
They follow me like I'm a civil leader
(Verse 3)
Bark all yu want but I will put yu in a dog pound/
I see yo actions but mouth ain't made a sound/
Y'all some funny rappers but enough of clowing around/
We goes up gotta come back down/
Last place they found ya dead on street call dat lost in found/
Yu miss the shot it so I put it back in don't worry girl I got ya rebound/
Yu got beef with me all I want is chicken/
I love football but look the way I be kicking/
I throw money in the bank no Blake griffin/
Yu wasting my time look my watch stop ticking/
Don't pick me up for some money I'm not the one to be picking/
I'm been strong all day I didn't even lift my weights/
My menu says I got rappers on my plates/
I wanna be a goat I wanna be with the greats/
They say there's open opportunities all I see people closing gates/
Yu can't have my DNA or not even my traits/
Me in yu girl have dinner with each other yea we having a dinner date/
I give money curfew so dat way it won't be late/
I can't be patience with money oooh!! I just can't wait/
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Ballabamajay
Member since March 24 2014