Waiting (feat. The Grove Jesus Music)

Since I was a kid I had these visions of the stage lights At my show fans screaming while I'm on the mic Play my music in the car and they know every line But things don't always go the way you planned and that's life Aint gonna lie its messed up what a man will do They Tell you they ride or die but really they just lie to you Stab you in the back just to make a buck or two Then take everything you worked for right out from under you Made it to college but I made the choice drop out Working jobs so I could put food in my daughter's mouth Grew up poor so I told my girl without a doubt I'll work myself into the ground my kids will never go without I'm older now and i wonder if it's too late Lights fade with every candle on the birthday cake But when I hear the beat the dream inside me starts to wake Start the track I gotta get it no more time to waste Gotta make it I'm tired of Waiting Gotta make it I'm tired of Waiting, tired of waiting, tired of waiting As artists we're always told to be ourselves But when we are they start comparing us to someone else You put your heart into your art like it was show and tell Then cowards on the internet say you should kill yourself Fame's a very different creature than I thought it was You give it everything you have and still it's not enough Love making music but sharing it is really tough Cuz bad things always seem to happen when I open up Sometimes the thoughts in my head make me scared of me But I'm growing up this music is my therapy I used to drive around for hours stereo blaring Screaming every lyric didn't care if people stared at me Making music all my life and I want people to play it Got a dream I'll drop a record and the world will embrace it See my videos and hear me on the radio stations Outta Patience, I'ma chase this dream and I'm gonna take it Gotta make it I'm tired of Waiting Gotta make it I'm tired of Waiting, tired of waiting, tired of waiting These are the thoughts in my mind on the daily Wasting my time hearing these people hating Spent most my life getting knocked to the pavement They don't know what they were stirring up when I was shaken Challenge me, come pick up the microphone I dare you You don't wanna see inside in my head cuz it would scare you I'mma do this my way, got nothing to compare it to Thank God for the struggles, He said look how I prepared you Nobody gonna stop me this my destiny Had a lifetime of these haters who be testing me Leaving all these rappers mad when they step to me I burn em up like I was messing up a recipe Started to be the artist that I wanted to be Not the artist that I thought these people wanted to see All these copies Spittin lyrics so repetitively I Stick to what I know, nobody know me better than me Gotta make it I'm tired of Waiting Gotta make it I'm tired of Waiting, tired of waiting, tired of waiting