Out of Patience

I don't know where I'm going
On this boat by myself I stay rowing
Never questioning myself I can't slow it down
People don't know me but they gonna know me now

Stop questioning yourself
Stop stressing you know that it's always bad for your health
Nobody done this where you even came from
Don't trip you know that you gonna make it with your day ones

I just wanna make it
Can't be wasting time cause I'm running out of patience
Yeah you got a problem why don't you get up and change it
Look how hard I train and no I'm not talking stations

No I can't live the same every day
Call this a hobby until I get paid
Making this bread we ain't worried 'bout cake
Look at my mind do you even relate

I trust my conscience cause it's never done me wrong
If I lose my eyesight then at least I have these songs

I trust my people I'm careful with trusting
I know that one day that this can be something
We've got our whole lives so no point of rushing
You question my words but these actions ain't bluffing

I just wanna make it
Can't be wasting time cause I'm running out of patience
Yeah you got a problem why don't you get up and change it
Look how hard I train and no I'm not talking stations

No I can't live the same every day
Call this a hobby until I get paid
Making this bread we ain't worried 'bout cake
Look at my mind do you even relate

Sometimes I might spiral I stay overthinking
Learn from mistakes to achieve what you dreaming
The thoughts in my head always sneak up they creeping
I censor the bad ones they come I just bleep 'em

Hope they don't come again
I'm living right now and that's what I get
I sin way too often I need to confess
But I'm doing better I'm doing way more than my best

Pressure adding on and its all in my chest
Push weight in the gym to relieve all my stress

Praying every day that I'm good enough
Tryna take this music to the industry and bring it up

I just wanna make it
Can't be wasting time cause I'm running out of patience
Yeah you got a problem why don't you get up and change it
Look how hard I train and no I'm not talking stations

No I can't live the same every day
Call this a hobby until I get paid
Making this bread we ain't worried 'bout cake
Look at my mind do you even relate



Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Engle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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