Patience
Things ain't working out
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting
I pray He gives me patience
Things ain't working out
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting (Yaya)
I pray He gives me patience
Feels like all I do is put the work in
Just to find out that what I do is close to worthless
And every time it feels like I finally found my purpose
It just seems like I am still the same old person
I'm imperfect
That's for certain
But, still I'm trying (Facts)
So much dirt up on my hands, I wish that I was lying (Facts)
And I just play it off; pretend like I'm the flyest (Facts)
But if you took off this hoodie, you'd see what I'm hiding, look
Hella guilt is here (True)
And it won't disappear (True)
And what makes it worse & sad is that I like it there
So, I put my hands where my face is
And remain anxious
And still wonder why it seems like life isn't changing
I'm saying...
Things ain't working out
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting
I pray He gives me patience
Things ain't working out
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting
I pray He gives me patience
Got me in a sunken place
Got me in a sunken place
Got me feeling lost in space
Got me in a sunken place
Got me in a sunken place
Got me in a sunken place
Got me feeling lost in space
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting
I pray He gives me patience
Things ain't working out
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting (Yaya)
I pray He gives me patience
Feels like all I do is put the work in
Just to find out that what I do is close to worthless
And every time it feels like I finally found my purpose
It just seems like I am still the same old person
I'm imperfect
That's for certain
But, still I'm trying (Facts)
So much dirt up on my hands, I wish that I was lying (Facts)
And I just play it off; pretend like I'm the flyest (Facts)
But if you took off this hoodie, you'd see what I'm hiding, look
Hella guilt is here (True)
And it won't disappear (True)
And what makes it worse & sad is that I like it there
So, I put my hands where my face is
And remain anxious
And still wonder why it seems like life isn't changing
I'm saying...
Things ain't working out
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting
I pray He gives me patience
Things ain't working out
But my head is in the clouds
Hella low on green
But I'm praying on my knees, yeah
I'm so sick of waiting
I pray He gives me patience
Got me in a sunken place
Got me in a sunken place
Got me feeling lost in space
Got me in a sunken place
Got me in a sunken place
Got me in a sunken place
Got me feeling lost in space
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Writer(s): Dante Henry
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