Sorry 4 the Wait

[Intro] Sorry for the wait man Album coming August 29th now Time to let me do this thing [Verse 1] Ain’t nobody fucking with me First degree murder, you can get your degree, motherfucker And you ain’t gotta wonder about me, Wonder Woman Tune gonna ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan Real nigga shit, pussy niggas gonna hate Pound of the kush, call that bitch "pound cake" I hit it from the back and make that bitch about face And then I gotta split, I'm sorry baby, sour grapes She whine, baby don't leave I duck that bullshit, bob and weave Everybody trippin', but I ain’t never trippin' Leave your ass flatter than my new television I'm talking 'bout money and the power, power and the money This shit is magic: Stan Van Gundy I'mma run this shit 'til I'm the last man runnin Mack light that shit, then pass that to me Young Money motherfucker yeah We the shit, yeah, Weezy go hard like Cialis Don't love that bitch, I fucked that ho She pop X, I smoke O’s, tic-tac-toe And I stink cause I got a lot of shit on my mind They say numbers don't lie, is that a 6 or a 9? I stand in front of the clock cause I'm ahead of the time Knock your pussy ass off and send your head to your Mom I ain’t playing with niggas, no sir not me And they can’t blindfold what my third eye see Yeah, I was locked up, but like a bird I'm free And the coupe transform, no Tyrese Hello, goodbye, where are you Wayne? I’m somewhere in between joy and pain And I reach for the stars, got stuck in the clouds Got high as a bitch and left my love on the ground Now ain’t that about a bitch? It ain’t never about a bitch I'll take your bitch and make her everybody bitch Backed up by a bunch of G ass niggas And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads nigga Eagle street where the real niggas hung I'ma rep that shit 'til Kingdom come Yeah Short brang the drank, I bring the blunts Fucking with me its blood, brains or guts [Verse 2] Fuck y'all for real though Sleep with the hammer under the pillow Get into the room, bend her over like her elbows Soon as I’m done peel off like velcro, Gone Baby I'm stoned, smoking on the strong Got a huge ass bong Swag off the hook, you can’t use that phone Stopped at the light and put my roof back on One time for the G’s The niggas got it locked, the niggas with the keys The niggas on the block, the niggas on they P’s and Q’s Put your bitch ass on the evening news Jumping in the game better read the rules High as a bitch yeah thats me on the moon Fuck with me die soon, not late And I'm sorry for the motherfucking wait, Tunechi!