Isexual - Ive Been Waiting For So Long Lyrics

      

Ive Been Waiting For So Long
by isexual

(Intro)
Uh, yeah
I need a real one, certified, no gimmicks
If he ain't ’bout it, tell him stay out my business

 (Verse 1)
I ain't for the weak, need a boss, not a fan
If he step to me, better come with a plan
I ain't chasin’ love, I'm chasin' these bands
If he ain't ten toes, he don't get a chance

 Pull up in the whip, all black, no tint
He don't gotta flex, I can tell he legit
Got his own bag, he don't ask, he just get
If he ain't built like that, I ain’t dealin’ with it

 (Pre-Chorus)
Oh, I need a king with a throne
Ain't no clown, ain’t no clone
Stand on businеss, hold his own
If he soft, then leavе me lone

 (Chorus)
I need a gangsta, a real shot caller
Not a runner-up, I need a top baller
If he ain't solid, then don't even bother
Better come correct, if he want me, he gotta—

 Be certified, ooh, yeah, certified
If he ain't ’bout it, then he don't qualify
Certified, ooh, yeah, certified
Real one only, I don't do no lie

 (Verse 2)
If he talk big, better show me receipts
I don't do small talk, I don't do the weak
Pull up, stand tall, if he scared, he can leave
I need a hustler, not a man on the leash

 He don't fold, he don't snitch, he don't freeze
He don't move for a thing, 'less it's me
Ain't no cap in his talk, he just be
So if he real, tell him go on and prove it to me

 (Pre-Chorus)
Oh, I need a king with a throne
Ain't no clown, ain't no clone
Stand on business, hold his own
If he soft, then leave me lone

 (Chorus)
I need a gangsta, a real shot caller
Not a runner-up, I need a top baller
If he ain't solid, then don't even bother
Better come correct, if he want me, he gotta—

 Be certified, ooh, yeah, certified
If he ain't 'bout it, then he don't qualify
Certified, ooh, yeah, certified
Real one only, I don't do no lie

 (Bridge)
Uh, he gotta be a savage
Ain't trippin' off the baggage
If he weak, he can have it
I'm too bad to be average

 (Outro)
So, if he step, better step right
If he talk, better talk nice
I don't need love, I need a type
And if he real, he gon' know what I like—