paroles de chanson Wait - Nutty P

I don't beg
I don't pet
I don't chase
I don't beg
I don't pet
I just wait
I don't beg
I don't pet
I don't chase
I don't beg
I don't pet
I just wait
Cos I know the game is mine
Simply cos I been on the grind
Must of scrapped a million beats
Must of scrapped a million rhymes
Been doing this since before anyone got signed
When the blind was leading the blind
When you though UK music was in decline
I was still building a life
When the radio only played American tunes
I was putting in working on the sly
Cos I knew one day that me and my gang
Would be topping the charts they'd have to cosign
Used to read Source & Vibe
But now I got the sauce and vibes
How many hits bruv? More than 5
How many careers have I brought to life?
So what if mans snorting white
To get me through long recording nights
I got the raw you should try it
Make a witty retort and be wry
Quarter to 4 and we're live
My cohorts got the sport for the drive
Until we cop the Porche for the glide
Until our sons and daughters are live
Living our best life
Bills are paid and everyting nice
Got the sharpest fade make the girl look twice
She wanna touch cos my skin is light
She wanna touch cos I'm that guy
Took many fake friends haffa left behind
Try bread me up and you get declined
Cos I only got money on my mind
If you ain't with that then stand aside
In fact bro, you better run and go hide
Cos when man a see how I'm moving this time
I don't wanna hear you say "you're surprised"
Like this ain't by design
Invisible to the naked eye
That's why every riddim is divine
Shit is fortified like the finest wine
That means there's no way inside
Even if you parred with the greatest spy
Too many man wearing a disguise and
It ain't even good cos they're all bait guys
Running round town braggin bout the views you buy
So the fans don't know who to like
Think it's all sweet like Turkish Delight
We can all agree that I'm marking it right?
I stay calm in these turbulent times
Too many black yoots getting chinged and it hurts me inside
Like they weren't worthy of life
Fuck a post code it made mumzy cry
Only 17 and he's stuck with life
The only thing you learn in pen
When surrounded by all of those criminal minds is
How to bus at crime
And I wonder why
Is it cos all the yoot clubs are dry?
Maybe man can't be fucked with life
Or maybe it's cos his Dad done some time
The apple don't fall far from the tree
My Dad Dr. Phibes and he's an MC
Like hand me down levi's he gave me the genes
To mash up the dance and scene so I
Get 22 reloads, seen?
Goodie with the mob like Cee-lo Green
Shut it down solo or with the team
Odd Squad we proceed to whip the cream
This year I'm tryna make peace with my ops
Cos life's too short
Let's reconvene
But if you can't keep the same energy as me
That's calm my G
Cos you see me?
I don't beg
I don't pet
I don't chase
I don't beg
I don't pet
I just wait