I was 'bout to write this verse with a G-Pen THC in my ink pen I used to wait on the word, I used to wait on the word Used to wait on the word, I used to wait on the word Now I'm getting ahead of myself I make the future look old, I'm ahead of myself Young artiste, not artist Scared rappers, brand average, they're all sharded What else is new besides where I have been? Creative goonin' is my only friend Fly nigga, fuck with my fund selection Gothic letter, A. Wang lighter leather Fuck a lighter thief, I got a lighter leash Smoking till I screech, I'm laying on a beach You be the rhythm, and I'll be the beat White lighters, Young So Improved, slow defeat I remember when I just wanted to be heard Bird in my hands, and the bird is the verve Mac 11 flow, zonin' out Care's real, Earth, oil free tonin' out I used to wait on the word, I used to wait on the word