WAITLIST - Intellectual

[Intro: MIRAKLE]

Yeah, okay, okay, okay, let's get it

[Chorus: MIRAKLE]

Lot of people want me on their new shit

My bad, let me put you on the waitlist

Got your favorite rapper say they rate this

Bring new life to the game like a facelift

They don't gotta ask who made this

It's the name fully covered in the playlist

Big stepper in my Jordan Ones with my golden guns, they be thinkin', "Who paid this?"

[Verse 1: MIRAKLE]

Little bitch, yeah, you know that's me

Lot of pussy rappers tryna DM thee

If you ask for a verse, better talk my piеce

Think you get that for free? Get thе fuck off my screen now, ooh

Mensen denken dat ik spreek maar een taal

Spreek drie, Dutch, English, and PayPal

Un peu de français aussi

So if you step to me, then it's, "Oui, merci," and you're gone, bitch

I stand on my business

Ziek in m'n hoofd, when I spit, I'm the illest (Ja)

And everyone lookin' at me like an illness

U wil interview, but you're never gon' get it, like, woah

Get me a mic, I'ma kill it

They see me on TV like my name is Phillips

I rap every day, you just rappin' on Christmas

I want it, I got it, you add to your wishlist, lil' bitch

Yeah, too many haters around in the grass

They jokin' at others' behaviors, uh

You laugh like the issues are out of your grip

You're holding it tighter than they are

Saw your last album, that shit made me deaf

Can't stand how you think you are greater, uh

You fakes better keep my damn name out your mouth

No miracle, bitch, you a failure

[Verse 2: Xander Sage]

Yeah, yeah

They askin', "Who's this guy?"

No way you this blind

You see the wave I'm on

Shit, I'm doomed to slide on some Bobby Drake shit

I'm smooth as ice, nigga, uh, yeah, yeah

You know the pen my sword and I've crucified any beat I'm on

Shit is do or die, so if you step to me, know it's suicide

Nigga, uh, yeah, yeah

You don't know the sacrifices I've made

All the flesh that I've shed for these rats to betray what I've thrown on the line, yeah, death should've claimed

My soul some time ago, but I've been known to defy the odds put on me by those who don't see any light

Just a rope, so they find you and choke

What lil' light you had left, and bolt

These jealous-ass hoes

Can't fit in my shoes, can't fathom the weight

That sits in these screws, least I went and made

Some out of my truth while ya dug ya grave

Now I'm crackin' the code

Yeah, I've been on my Neo arc for days

I been the one, 'cause you suckers still afraid

To challenge those who talk, tweet, but never chase a dream