WAITING ON U

[Part One]

[Intro]
(Lucas)
(1998, this shit-fire!)
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
You know it, aye
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it, uh
You know it, you know it
You know it, go

[Verse 1]
You know exactly what I been through, bitch
You will never catch a homie 'cause we do not snitch
Tryna talk shit, man, you really think you're slick
Baby girl, slow down, come and hit this dick
Riding through the ghetto, pull up in Gang Town
Screams call out with a echoing sound
Going way back when shit was way down
I wonder how much my struggles weigh now?

[Interlude: J. Cole]
"...Success was all I needed. That's what was gonna bring the happiness, buying my mom a house... uh... be it the fame, the accolades, having people say 'yo, you are the best in the game', I thought those would be the things that would bring happiness, and then when those things came... the-the happiness wasn't there, and I-I realize..."

[Verse 2]
I'm too far gone, what did I do wrong
You know I never meant to bring pain
But I'm in the wrong lane, so when I get fame
I'll be crying outside in the fog
My dawgs and I tryna ride this wave
Tryna make my dream come into the new age
But I been writing on the wrong page
'Cause these words already filled with rage
If you try and test me, I will clap back
I'm just trying to keep my life on track
I'm tryna change and chase that sack
And no motherfucker can ever blame me for that
I wake up every morning to The Great Gatsby
I can see you motherfuckers looking over at me
I might have a drink, but not with a hoe
Hop in my new coupe, where you wanna go?

[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar Acceptance Speech]
"-True definition of what being a artist was, you know? From the jump, I thought it was about the accolades and the cars and the clothes, but it's really about expressing yourself and puttin' that paint on the canvas for the world to evolve for the next listener and the next generation after that."

[Verse 3]
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
You know why the fuck I'm doing this shit
Maybe on the way I'll try to get lit
But I'm waiting on you so we can get out
I know you know what I'm talking about
My life won't change in this abyss
Another deadbeat, put me on the list
You gotta get rid of that mindset man
You gotta stay strong and do what you can
If you'd rather not, we can stay and rot
And dream of what you could've got
We can sit right here, right in this spot
You can't throw away your last shot

[Part Two]

[Verse 4]
Aye, aye
King of the monsters, me and my mobsters
Y'all are impostors tryna make with a sponsor
We eatin' lobster, call up the doctors
Me and my robbers puttin' holes in your boxers

[Interlude: Pusha T]
"I'm the-... I-I feel like I'm the last rap superhero. I feel like ain't nobody else, all these other motherfuckers is complainin', bitchin', moanin', I don't-a-ain't no-I don't get no radio play, I don't get none of that shit!"

[Verse 5]
Don't get radio play, 'cause I'm snapping all day
And the shit that I say puts you fuckers on display
Running up a relay, what we gonna do today
Prolly pave the fuckin' way for some real dismay
I'm a shoot a motherfucker if he look at me wrong
Imma kiss a bitch if she fuckin' reppin' this song
What you thought, little bitch, better move the fuck along
Imma live out my days on an island, King Kong, bitch
Eminem shit, Double M 2 thang
I'm a wild motherfucker, Imma show my fangs
Got a drippy gold chain, and a diamond rang
Think I won't do it, 30 round in ya brain
Imma flash my shit til the day I die
Pull up in a fuckin' ghost, all the homies can ride
On my scumfuck shit man I think Sometimes...
What bein' depressed must feel like, woah

[Interlude: Pusha T]
"Ain't nobody takin' no cars from me, ain't nobody takin' no motherfuckin' jewelry from me, ain't nobody doin' none of that shit. Motherfucker, you see motherfuckers losin' shit, motherfuckers actin' like they... you know... whole crews is breakin' up!"

[Verse 6]
Racks up, back up, play me get smacked up
Now we get to wrappin up, fuckers gettin' jacked up
Don't you fuckin' act up or we bring the backup
Throwin' all these stacks up, you know that we strapped up
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a bitch clapped ass, SD, ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man's brain in your motherfuckin' lap ass, bitch
Rapping bout murder isn't helping me out
I thought I needed someone I keep around
But in the end I'll be the one to be crowned
Damn, I really came far from Lost & Found
I'm a young trap ass, strapped-ass, no time for the yap ass
Get a bitch clapped ass, SD, ride around with it in my lap ass
Leave your man's brain in your motherfuckin' lap ass, bitch

[Outro: Pusha T]
Y'all niggas rather be more famous than rich! I ain't never lived my life tryna be famous, at all, I don't give a fuck about that shit! We tryna get this motherfuckin' money, stack these coins... motherfuckin'- my mama gotta motherfuckin' gamble every week, that's what the fuck she wanna do, and that's what I'm doin' this shit for. Like, you know what I'm saying, like, this shit is like, I'm doing this shit... so I can do what the fuck I wanna do and everybody around me can do what the fuck they wanna do, like that's just it."