Patience (feat. KoogiE001)
These niggas thought they killed my spirit when they seen I struggled
I took the mind from the streets then I became a hustler
Told everyone who needed me don't stress I said I got ya
But when I need someone for me then who I can I really count on
It's so much shit off in these streets that u can't even count on
But wit these guns and this weed I'm swear Im bout to clown on em
I'm the type to shoot yo house and run u out of town tho
I want all the smoke the watch this mf sound off
Blow wow you see I aint never been played for a hoe
Watch how I move then u will see what I want the most
I get the bag double up then I fill up the vault
Fuck what you heard
Its probably hate let em them do the most
Just remember its not what heard
But its bout what u saw
Stand true on up on your word
Never let them see u down
Understand that gifts are given
But they must be found
Keep ya head up young king
Straighten up yo crown
Bitch we all ready doe
Talking bout we feel like we all ready for
Everything in the making
Everything comes wit patience
You already know we all good
Talking bout shit boy you know how we want it
Do it how we do man we smoke marijuana
I swear I feel the world is ours
Its Koogi in dis bitch with my nigga Crucial Hendrix
We just gettin back to business putting on for the city
I been running up them digits Running round wit them pistols
Weighing yayo on them digis
I just do it for my niggas
Im from the swamp East spencer
Where them gator boys will get cha
I came up in them streets
So I tuck and clutch the heat
I took a lost when I moved to columbus its nothin
I posted on the hilltop and got dat bitch jumpin
Posted in the projects I gotta get that check
Pay me what u owe me
Or imma leave yo ass wet
If you think you bout that action
Yea u betta come correct
These young niggas in the hood
I got em throwin up tha set
East side 100
Yea we call it E00
Hit tha party yeah
We coming just to get that bitch jumpin
Double shots of henny straight
No chaser Im in the matrix
Im throwed off yeah Im crazy
My mama named me Jason
Bitch we all ready doe
Talking bout we feel like we all ready for
Everything in the making
Everything comes wit patience
You already know we all good
Talking bout shit boy you know how we want it
Do it how we do man we smoke marijuana
I swear I feel the world is ours
I took the mind from the streets then I became a hustler
Told everyone who needed me don't stress I said I got ya
But when I need someone for me then who I can I really count on
It's so much shit off in these streets that u can't even count on
But wit these guns and this weed I'm swear Im bout to clown on em
I'm the type to shoot yo house and run u out of town tho
I want all the smoke the watch this mf sound off
Blow wow you see I aint never been played for a hoe
Watch how I move then u will see what I want the most
I get the bag double up then I fill up the vault
Fuck what you heard
Its probably hate let em them do the most
Just remember its not what heard
But its bout what u saw
Stand true on up on your word
Never let them see u down
Understand that gifts are given
But they must be found
Keep ya head up young king
Straighten up yo crown
Bitch we all ready doe
Talking bout we feel like we all ready for
Everything in the making
Everything comes wit patience
You already know we all good
Talking bout shit boy you know how we want it
Do it how we do man we smoke marijuana
I swear I feel the world is ours
Its Koogi in dis bitch with my nigga Crucial Hendrix
We just gettin back to business putting on for the city
I been running up them digits Running round wit them pistols
Weighing yayo on them digis
I just do it for my niggas
Im from the swamp East spencer
Where them gator boys will get cha
I came up in them streets
So I tuck and clutch the heat
I took a lost when I moved to columbus its nothin
I posted on the hilltop and got dat bitch jumpin
Posted in the projects I gotta get that check
Pay me what u owe me
Or imma leave yo ass wet
If you think you bout that action
Yea u betta come correct
These young niggas in the hood
I got em throwin up tha set
East side 100
Yea we call it E00
Hit tha party yeah
We coming just to get that bitch jumpin
Double shots of henny straight
No chaser Im in the matrix
Im throwed off yeah Im crazy
My mama named me Jason
Bitch we all ready doe
Talking bout we feel like we all ready for
Everything in the making
Everything comes wit patience
You already know we all good
Talking bout shit boy you know how we want it
Do it how we do man we smoke marijuana
I swear I feel the world is ours
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Matthews
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