Patience
In time
In time
In time
I'ma cop a new Benz truck
Balmain on my zipper
Ridin' 'round with a big blunt
Got the work on the pick up
I used to twin cup, til I hiccup
Bitches be talking they ain't tryna get up
I come around and they can't pick they chin up
These niggas still tryna sleep but I been up
And I be chiefing that shit like a Indian
Ain't tryna stack it lil nigga I'm spending it
'Lot of these niggas be lying, ain't getting shit
These niggas pussy these niggas be feminine
Bad lil bitch from Chicago, she cinnamon
My bitches look like some models, they kill a bitch
I see your bitch in my city she getting hit
Hand gun and it got the scopes so I never miss
I cannot fuck with you niggas, I'm celibate
Ain't tryna beef with no rap bitch or make a diss
Tryna be friendly and kick it, I'm not your sis
I know they don't want no smoke 'cause they not equipped
I want the platinum and I want the gold
I did a lot but I ain't never fold
Burbs moving slow and the city is cold
Seem like we just kicked it I look up you gone
And I'm just tryna make it for my daughter
Never went out like a bitch if I go out then I'm a martyr
These niggas dumb I'm moving smarter
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Bezel on ice bitch I can't tell the time
That nigga broke so he ain't one of mine
My baby with it be toting them nines
If he go down I ain't dropping no dimes
Used to be dusty so I gotta shine
Serving that musty got quarters and dimes
She say she want me I ain't hard to find
She try to run up she red nigga slime
I can't be broke got a baby to feed
Bitch I'm ten toes all my niggas gone eat
Not talking money, your shit left on read
Heard he don't really be up in them streets
He just be making them tweets
Put a fuck nigga to sleep
She not a fan but my shit on repeat
She fucking with me I got the receipts yeah.
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
And I'm just tryna make it for my daughter
Never went out like a bitch if I go out then I'm a martyr
These niggas dumb I'm moving smarter
In time
In time
I'ma cop a new Benz truck
Balmain on my zipper
Ridin' 'round with a big blunt
Got the work on the pick up
I used to twin cup, til I hiccup
Bitches be talking they ain't tryna get up
I come around and they can't pick they chin up
These niggas still tryna sleep but I been up
And I be chiefing that shit like a Indian
Ain't tryna stack it lil nigga I'm spending it
'Lot of these niggas be lying, ain't getting shit
These niggas pussy these niggas be feminine
Bad lil bitch from Chicago, she cinnamon
My bitches look like some models, they kill a bitch
I see your bitch in my city she getting hit
Hand gun and it got the scopes so I never miss
I cannot fuck with you niggas, I'm celibate
Ain't tryna beef with no rap bitch or make a diss
Tryna be friendly and kick it, I'm not your sis
I know they don't want no smoke 'cause they not equipped
I want the platinum and I want the gold
I did a lot but I ain't never fold
Burbs moving slow and the city is cold
Seem like we just kicked it I look up you gone
And I'm just tryna make it for my daughter
Never went out like a bitch if I go out then I'm a martyr
These niggas dumb I'm moving smarter
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Bezel on ice bitch I can't tell the time
That nigga broke so he ain't one of mine
My baby with it be toting them nines
If he go down I ain't dropping no dimes
Used to be dusty so I gotta shine
Serving that musty got quarters and dimes
She say she want me I ain't hard to find
She try to run up she red nigga slime
I can't be broke got a baby to feed
Bitch I'm ten toes all my niggas gone eat
Not talking money, your shit left on read
Heard he don't really be up in them streets
He just be making them tweets
Put a fuck nigga to sleep
She not a fan but my shit on repeat
She fucking with me I got the receipts yeah.
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
In time
In time
(They gone know)
In time
In time
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa)
And I'm just tryna make it for my daughter
Never went out like a bitch if I go out then I'm a martyr
These niggas dumb I'm moving smarter
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Writer(s): Jaelyn Jackson
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