Caskey – WAIT TILL YOU SEE WHAT I GOT NEXT

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Hate when you up
They don’t wanna see you at your best
Wait till they see what I got coming up next
Red dot, times out
Had enough to get it off your chest
But when this next drops, ima lay it all to rest.

Every time I leave the house I be up again
A lot of better things to do than to fuck with him
They still down and out bad
Dawg what’s up with them?
Running up another check while they fumbling

Wait till they see what I got next
Ima put it all to rest
Wait till they see what I got next
Ima put it all to rest

They been sleeping on me for a hot minute
Beats to me like vitamins
Popeye when he got spinach, bitch
Devil on me say my times ticking
This is me and Gods business
Dissed me for that 15 minutes of fame
It turned to 5 minutes
Checked the bank account
I had to leave the tires spinning
Teller telling me there’s way too many wires in it
Moved to Cali now there’s way too many fires in it
I just pray my guys winning
Gotta keep that iron on my side
I ain’t iron deficient
Homie said he’ll catch a body for me
He dying to get it
Lawyer up in court told me this ain’t the time to be livid
I just saw that list on XXL you gotta be kidding
Ima triple X
Coming out the gate with all the disrespect
Yeah them rappers cool but they ain’t me
Guess y’all don’t get it yet
They was falling off
I dropped and then I brought the city back
Ain’t tryna be em anyway I’m tryna be where Diddy at

Every time I leave the house I be up again
A lot of better things to do than to fuck with him
They still down and out bad
Dawg what’s up with them?
Running up another check while they fumbling

Wait till they see what I got next
Ima put it all to rest
Wait till they see what I got next
Ima put it all to rest

Shit don’t even make no sense to me
How you name your top 5 outta Florida and don’t mention me?
They ain’t this inclined lyrically or instrumentally
Heard the tape they dropped and it was mid as middle century
I’m at the top cuz it was meant to be
God sent for me
The chosen one
Jesus Christ was merely just a temp for me
The devil told me meet me in the garden where he tempted me
I’ll sell out the garden before I ever sell my mental peace
Meditating on the top of Lamborghinis
I can’t pick the car I want I hit the eenie meenie
I stopped selling drugs made a million off streaming
Ain’t no triple beam but I got em all fiending
I ain’t sad about it
Winning homie why you mad about it?
I ain’t have allowance how I end up with the higher balance
Gotta hire new accountants
Fire thru the doubters
Brought the 9 shot 11 times like I blew the tours
Shit.

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