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ANOTHER MINUTE 
I COULDNT WAIT ANOTHER SECOND 
EVERY WISH THAT I WAS MAKING 
HAD US COMFY LIVING SETTLED 
I WAS PUSHING ON THE PEDAL 
CLEARLY RUNNING FROIM

Goodmorning 
Can't wait till tonight 
When I see you live 
Imma dive right into you
She says oh don't tell me twice 
I'll be by your side 
I'm gone for

dribbling
Wait
Better than expected
Anticipating the hate
Britches got bigger, which means they gone wait
Weigh-in, weigh-out, 2 dope, sick patient

and it's not to pray' then I found out it was already done by Madonna and Lana Del Ray. 
Like am I supposed to not use this line now? It's shit like that

like Uncle Luke, I'll smother you
Bring your broken bones to Paul Wall, like what it do
Another white rapper, oh here we go again
Wait a minute now let's

we started
Even though it was harder, and you begin to realize they were treating you like a modern day martyr
Father forgive me—wait, they keep taking

the mind
Behind bars we all lose sense of time
Wait a minute
But there's no waiting when anxiety and grief
Turn into your confined casket and your living in

Life don't wait for the grind now
No break in the game, no time-outs
They don't gotta OK me like Winehouse
All I need is me, myself, and I now
Time

Cause you've never been seen on camera
Wait a minute, you can't say you
Built this platform by yourself bitch
None of us can
That's a combined effort from

Dream by any means if you occupy the space
Picture Martin King and Malcolm in the middle of a spaceship
Wait, just then the Grand Priest told Whis
Like

the only thing that will clap
Hold up wait a minute, what’s up with the limit?
You thought I was finished? Let’s bring this sh** back
I murder every word,

Welcome Mr. Instrumental, I'll be taking you to your burial
Yah! Yah! Yah!
I need to build a cemetery for the beats I'm killing
Build A home for

starting to realize
Locked in wit my niggas 4L those my real ties
I gotta take care of my mental
No therapy I'd rather pour out on instrumentals
I want

sight, yeah that's the routine
Wait a minute, you just gotta be 18
Yeah I'm that guy fucking hoes left and right
Cut off my flow cause that pussy too tight

headshot
There's no competitor better than this Hancock
I'm like a letterman let them in and they stand watch
So tell a friend
I wish I had friends
Wait no I

Surrounded by opinions, but nobody's talkin'
I'll see it in their faces, in town when we're walkin'
I'd eat the top of the food chain, if I thought

illicit in my language
I don't give a fuck
because words are just instrumentals
Bare surface to my knowledge
Let me cover the depth, let me take it by steps

bus
Take me back to that place where my raving begun
Chased by a bum, your face feeling sunk
Find yourself out on the pavement, no one
But you wobbling

write about trust
I would write about the love that I mistaken for lust
Wait
Other way around, vice versa
I don’t mean to slander yo name don’t take it

What did I do today
Stay in my room
What is the move today
I don't know what about you 
Yes I'm tired, uninspired no motivation
See I should wait

to slay
Every instrumental that be coming your way
Hold up wait a minute are you sitting in the way
I fear for your life you best step away
They want me

or three
Dipped out my house to light some weed in the backseat
Ten minutes later I had open just for me
And threw a party anyways some cake or tea
Oh just

Surrounded by opinions, but nobody's talkin'
I'll see it in their faces, in town when we're walkin'
I'd eat the top of the food chain, if I thought

sit in a dental office, with a list full of insults, thinkin' of bitches and kitchen utensils

Wait a minute, I can hear your thoughts and they straight