BlessedBandits - Too Long (feat. Kre8, Lock$mith MLB & YungJuu MLB) Lyrics

I've been waiting too long
I don't know what I'm doing
All this talent I'm surrounded by, this shit is confusing
Cause everyone could rap
Not everyone could make real music
If you not jacking MLB the movement
You niggas is stupid
I've been waiting too long
I don't know what I'm doing
All the talent I'm surrounded by, this shit is confusing
Cause everyone could rap
Not everyone could make real music
If you not jacking MLB the movement
You niggas is stupid
I've been waiting too long
I ask what the f*ck you doing
You should've been famous, nigga
You don't market your music
You lazy
Tell me nigga, who else is gonna do it
Niggas only support you when they figure you a movement
It's crucial, but it's real
Niggas only support you when they see you got a deal
Signing your first mill
I don't wanna know how it feels
'Cause I don't wanna see the ones that fold
Was in the field with me
Niggas that would drill with me
Niggas that ate the meals with me
Niggas that split bills with me
Bitches always gonna be there
But the ones that could vent with me
I'm prepared but I'm not
The shit that comes with heading to the top
But f*ck 'em
I'd be damned if niggas stop my movements
Nigga, I must be stupid
I've been waiting too long
I don't know what I'm doing
All this talent I'm surrounded by, this shit is confusing
Cause everyone could rap
Not everyone could make real music
If you not jacking MLB the movement
You niggas is stupid
I've been waiting too long
I don't know what I'm doing
All the talent I'm surrounded by, this shit is confusing
Cause everyone could rap
Not everyone could make real music
If you not jacking MLB the movement
You niggas is stupid
Niggas see I left the hood
Now they on me
Hating 'cause I'm living good
Not ya homies
Bitches left me on read
Now they want me
Everything they ever said, it's been haunting
Real recognize real
But they taunting
Couple real ones
In the field 'til the morning
Let me tell the truth
Niggas always wanna be you
You don't gotta be up in the booth
Niggas wanna be up in your shoes
Not finding they own way to get the loot
Gotta give them bum niggas the boot
Don't gotta be the pudding for the proof
I found MLB and now that shit is my troop
I've been waiting too long
I don't know what I'm doing
All this talent I'm surrounded by, this shit is confusing
Cause everyone could rap
Not everyone could make real music
If you not jacking MLB the movement
You niggas is stupid
I've been waiting too long
I don't know what I'm doing
All the talent I'm surrounded by, this shit is confusing
Cause everyone could rap
Not everyone could make real music
If you not jacking MLB the movement
You niggas is stupid
I've been waiting too long
What was I doing
I gotta stay strong
I've been pursuing
These racks gonna come
Because the music
Everything I do
I do it for the hope and choosing
Taking funds out the bank
We winning and you losing
Gotta count the racks
Remember we didn't have a 'cuzzi
Now we're riding fast
Risking life riding 'zukis
Now I'm getting money, old bitches say they knew me
You bitches dont know me, you just wish that you had blew me
Get my fam out the ghetto, this shit is too ghetto
Niggas hating, singing to they bitch in a falsetto
Try one of us, Chris Suede 'gon have you in a meadow
I've been waiting too long
I don't know what I'm doing
All this talent I'm surrounded by, this shit is confusing
Cause everyone could rap
Not everyone could make real music
If you not jacking MLB the movement
You niggas is stupid