Intro:
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for

Chorus:
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for
Show up, raise the limit, gotta show ‘em that I raise the score
Blow up, blaze the tenants, Oh my Lord, why they hatin’ tho?
Why they fuckin’ hatin’ when they know i got the game?
Lets go
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for
Hold up, wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for

Verse 1:
Hold up, wait a minute (aye)
Yeah you know I’m in it (aye)
Since the early break of dawn
My classes unattended (aye)
Writing rhymes, showcasing flows
In Dallas for the weekend (aye)
Fighting lines, location shows
I’m in it for the winnin’ (aye)
And my mom always told me listen close and stay the same you
But I’m still gonna let this monster lose, only cuz it made you
They told me you can’t get more outta life than what they gave you
If that’s the truth, then fuck this life and road that they paved you!
But i’m makin’ moves that you can’t do, you’re only fond of
Throwback a year, the principal told me im not enough
Now i got important people tellin’ me I’m hot and stuff
And now they’re 0-16 Lions: they can’t stop the rush
But I’ve pummelled all their thoughts and words into oblivion
You got me more than fucked up if you think I’m giving in
I'm a warrior, and i'll fight like an Indian
Even if you’re up by 2 games, I’m fightin’ till the end
Music is my rehab, only thing that feels the pain i hurt
It's the only thing in life that don't kick problems to the curb
I still think about you
I still drink about you
Its only God and music cuz this other shit’s just not gon’ work!
And all these people think I'm weird, they like to keep their distance to me
Man im almost finished with this record like a sentence to be
All these girls and drugs, they are not assistance to me
Why is this so real? Cuz my mic is all that LISTENS TO ME!
What am i supposed to do when friends live what you dream about?
When they’re livin’ all the fantasies that you’ve been singin’ ‘bout?
Yeah they’re movin’ up, and they all got their teams now
Man i get so jealous, all i wanna do is SCREAM OUT!
Love what you got
Don't dread what is not
If you want something that’s real in life then go give what you got
That's what these past 12 months have always been about
And you can sniff here all you want, I guarantee there’s no scent of doubt
(There’s no scent of doubt)

Chorus:
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for
Show up, raise the limit, gotta show ‘em that I raise the score
Blow up, blaze the tenants, Oh my Lord, why they hatin’ tho?
Why they fuckin’ hatin’ when they know i got the game?
Lets go
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for
Hold up, wait a minute
Hold up
Hold up
Wait a minute
Hold up, wait a minute, gotta give ‘em what they waitin’ for

Outro:
More drive than a CD
You think you gon’ defeat me?
You must be out your fuckin’ mind
If you think you’re feasting
Don't clap just to please me
For those who don’t believe me
And for the fans who’ve always been there
Here’s your Fuckin' EP!