Wait for It

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Berner] You see the box full of money on the porch? Yeah, I prayed for it I ain't even have to pay the girl to let me use her name for it We are playin' with the mail, a few homies went away for it They were waitin' on my call but I couldn't catch a case for it Anxious, waitin' on the next run Tell 'em I'm gon' send some, I'm here 'til the check come I was probably in the car with the weight While you was fake talkin 'bout tryna make a play, yeah We burned banks out and played safes out Shit, I had to buy the bag its own place now Bring the jack back, too many fakes out So much work, I had to cause a fake drought Bring the Bay back, I'm in my Maybach I'm in the O where they learned how to make crack Gold champagne, drunk textin' and I lay flat On the way to London, carry-on, got a eight pack My money back long, I bet they hate that I was sellin' coke, freestylin' on the 8-track Girl Scout Cookies, can't believe that we made that I watched my mom die, Wiz helped be bring my faith back (Shit) Yeah, I got my bag right, fuck waitin' on the next man Four mil' on the crib (Four mil' on the crib), one-fifty on my left hand Real plug talk, fuck a drug dog Yeah, go ahead and hit me when the rest land Real Cali shit, this two of the best to ever do it from LA and San Fran Yeah, Game, go ahead and tell 'em [Chorus: The Game] Follow all your dreams, nigga, you ain't gotta wait for it You can have the whole world, nigga, you ain't gotta wait for it Fuck what a hater got to say, tell 'em you ain't gotta wait for it And if we all die one day and tomorrow ain't promised Why the fuck would we wait for it? [Verse 2: The Game] Bentley truck outside, I just spent 200K for it Every dollar I ever made, gotta thank Dr. Dre for it Used to dream about a '64, wasn't tryna save for it So I sold crack to the fiends on the block all day for it Niggas wanted drama That was cool, I just ran in the house and got a K for it Gangbangin', I was made for it Runnin' from them demons and the deacon like a point guard at Wake Forest My grandmother used to tell me that Compton was gon' to kill me So I wasn't tryna wait for it (Wait for it, wait for it) She was sleepin' on my dreams, so I had to stay awake for it Wanted Kim K so I went Kanye for it, I ain't have to pay for it I just bought a ten million dollar crib, all a nigga need is a lake for it Baby momma got a 6 and she ain't fuck Drake for it They say, "Money is the root of all evil" I seen most of you niggas turn snake for it Real friends, real friends ain't worried about your money 'cause the bond'll never break for it Fake friends, fake friends only pop up when you rollin' like the bottom of a skateboard That's when the wheels stop and you gotta cut 'em off, even if you get the hate for it Real love, I guess it died with Pac 'cause nigga I done searched the whole Golden State for it California is mine, tell Kendrick and Snoop I had a shootout with Steph Curry and Klay for it [Chorus: The Game] Follow all your dreams, nigga, you ain't gotta wait for it You can have the whole world, nigga, you ain't gotta wait for it Fuck what a hater got to say, tell 'em you ain't gotta wait for it And if we all die one day and tomorrow ain't promised Why the fuck would we wait for it? [Outro: The Game] Why the fuck would we wait for it? You ain't gotta wait for it Wait for it, wait for it You ain't gotta wait for it