Nephew, it's uncle Snoop You got shit poppin' right now You got time? Of course I do!
Can't wait, can't wait Can't wait, can't wait (Yeah) Another minute (Yup) (It's about time) Can't wait, can't wait (Showin' up) Can't wait, can't wait Another minute
Look, I've been getting money since paper was made Nice, ice cold, play as sharp as a blade Spades on the table, shuffle the deck Get you hot around your collar, chiropractic neck (Ow) Now add another zero to the end of this check Got a carload of bitches and they banging the set (Hey) What all due respect, what the fuck you expect? When you're hanging with the motherfucking king of the West? Yes, my hustle or rustle is bonafide We add, subtract, then multiply Cross your T's and dot your I's And now your portfolio's been diversified On the ledge, I'm the first to fly I took flight Remember when you're crossing them streets to look right and left Fucking with the west-west, don't wanna get your nest wet That'll be your best bet Get your mind straight
Not just another young black nigga getting rich The flow like a low-low, I'm finna hit the switch I'm chosen These niggas posin', take a pic Everything got spit over, then I ate the piff I'm building golden enterprises from the backyard I know myself, so I never had to act hard I'm getting green My pockets full of Swiss chard No competition, got better verses in discog Noah Lyles, this young brother on the run I'll probably be the greatest ever when my story done My daddy came in the clutch and robbed a lorry, son He taught me how to stay human when the glory come I got the game from Snoop, Dre and Eazy-E Knew who I would be since Up in Smoke DVD I'm from the west like 40 water and TDE Who knew, Snoopy D-O-double-G, and lil' ol' me We'll connect in due time Had to push a flight I'm independent Still hotter than a Brooklyn night In the middle of the summertime Just stay patient and come with time You can complain or enjoy the climb Get your mind straight
Can't wait (Hustle with LaRussell) Can't wait (My crew nut as a muscle) Can't wait, can't wait Another minute Can't wait
Front porch to the backyard (Can't wait) Ain't no need for you to act hard Can't wait, can't wait Another minute Can't wait Shout out to my nigga Larry Jackson And Gamma, Death Row Records Yeah, from the Bay to L. A Ya dig?