Couldn't Wait for It

Couldn't wait for it, runnin' out of pain storage We was made for it, now, we gettin' paid for it Ayy, upstairs with the champagne pourin' It's just different when it's a self-made story And I know I got more to prove I wasn't born to lose I can't do mediocre Gotta be G.O.A.T approved I would tell you to walk in 'em but you can't afford the shoes Settle if you wanna but I gotta be G.O.A.T approved, oh I don't really stress over pressure, I think big Who am I if I don't take it further than Nip did? Had dreams of bein' an owner since this big Gotta set the bar even higher and switch gears We don't do this shit for the prize, we affect lives Gotta put that shit to the side like, "What's pride?" We gon' live forever 'cause never respect dies You ain't gotta like it but better respect mine It ain't a question, I thank God I'm blessed with a great squad I'm grateful for Tru mom I promise to make time Circle of great minds, no way that we can't shine Believe it but they gon' love the Evgle in due time I noticed they gon' knock every mountain we do climb But the real ones lookin' back on the grind like, "'Bout time" I'm still forever humble, in front is a pound sign They never could doubt mine, forever we outside Couldn't wait for it, runnin' out of pain storage We was made for it, now, we gettin' paid for it Ayy, upstairs with the champagne pourin' It's just different when it's a self-made story And I know I got more to prove I wasn't born to lose I can't do mediocre Gotta be G.O.A.T approved I would tell you to walk in 'em but you can't afford the shoes (yes) Settle if you wanna but I gotta be G.O.A.T approved, oh (M-M-M-M-Maybach Music) The love is genuine, thugs are innocent Compassion'll never last, get ended just like a sentence I'm pullin' up in a Bent', knowin' my money straight (skrrt) They lookin' all through the tint, imagine what's in the safe (haha) I blew my new bitch a kiss, caught it just like a case Six Cartiers on my wrist, I'm a martyr for modern day (boss) Top down, all I blast is Marvin Gaye (woo) Ask Blxst 'cause Blxst got all the ladies The money get complicated, so we go on vacations The yacht a million a day, champagne and PlayStations Bottles still all black, clubs still all packed I'm pullin' her by the arm and trust me she all that Trust me we all rich, such a small clique Referred to as the Biggest so must be cautious, uh Ain't no ceilin' 'cause I put it in the trunk (huh) What's twenty million? (M-M-M-M-Maybach Music) I'ma spend that in a month (woo) Couldn't wait for it, runnin' out of pain storage We was made for it, now, we gettin' paid for it Ayy, upstairs with the champagne pourin' It's just different when it's a self-made story And I know I got more to prove I wasn't born to lose I can't do mediocre Gotta be G.O.A.T approved I would tell you to walk in 'em but you can't afford the shoes Settle if you wanna but I gotta be G.O.A.T approved, oh --- Couldn't Wait for It - Rick Ross and Blxst