Outta Love
Running out of patience
Girl, I'm running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
I ain't really had no love
Lil' baby I'm a thug
Yeah I'm running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Yeah I'm running out of patience
Yeah I'm running out of love
How you say you posed to heal me
But you hit me with that slug?
It's okay I roll these nugs
Yeah lil' bitch I take these drugs
Bitch don't ask me for no hugs
Baby this that thug love
Bitch I'm Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of love
Bitch I'm Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of patience
I don't got no fucking time for the miscommunication
And fuck what future said
I don't got the time for waiting
Yeah baby I still love you
Bitch don't get that mistaken
And if you I ain't coming back
No I ain't waiting
Yeah, real alpha nigga
Yeah, you know I got my weight in
Yeah, lil pussy niggas talkin shit
And then we sprayed em
Yeah, lil pussy niggas talkin shit
And then we sprayed em
Lil beta niggas hatin on Lil Heem
You know they hating
Lil shorty posted
She a lil demon like she satan
Gave her dick one time
Then she said Lil Heem I'm staying!
Yeah I'm Running out of patience
Man, running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Running out of love
Running out of lungs
Keep them sticks up round my corner
Can't run out of drums
All you lil niggas my sons
Too bad I can't give you none
Lil boy get up off yo ass
And go chase the munyuns
Betting on my success
Them boys lost & I won
Bitch I don't give a fuck
Bitch you know it's 31
I'm better than your favorite rapper
And I know that's facts
Don't give a fuck about the industry
Don't care about them stats
Bitch I'm Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of love
Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of love
Bitch we gunning, gunning, gunning, gunning
Get hit with these slugs
We gon' catch the opp
And hunt em down
Turn em to a nug
We gon walk that nigga down
Bitch imma wipe your nose
Only focused bout that money
Can't be stressing bout no hoe
Keep that Glock up on my body
If you test me it's gon' blow
And I'm running out of patience
Guess it's time to let you go
Got these diamonds on my neck and wrist it got a Nigga froze
All these niggas really lacking
But I always keep a pole
And that Nigga really pussy
Why the fuck he talking bold?
Smoke some za I'm out my body
Bitch I'm really in my mode
Got that blicky, blicky on me
Yeah pull up with a scope
Put my trust in a hoe
And she left me with no hope
Aiming right between his pupils
Yeah I'm aiming at his nose
Yeah, pure face shots
We ain't aiming for no toes
And I really came from nothing
Went to school with thrift clothes
Yeah, I really came from nothing
Now I'm gettin all these hoes
I was selling all the za
Bitch I had it for the low
I was posted by the Texaco I had my own store
Girl, I'm running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
I ain't really had no love
Lil' baby I'm a thug
Yeah I'm running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Yeah I'm running out of patience
Yeah I'm running out of love
How you say you posed to heal me
But you hit me with that slug?
It's okay I roll these nugs
Yeah lil' bitch I take these drugs
Bitch don't ask me for no hugs
Baby this that thug love
Bitch I'm Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of love
Bitch I'm Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of patience
I don't got no fucking time for the miscommunication
And fuck what future said
I don't got the time for waiting
Yeah baby I still love you
Bitch don't get that mistaken
And if you I ain't coming back
No I ain't waiting
Yeah, real alpha nigga
Yeah, you know I got my weight in
Yeah, lil pussy niggas talkin shit
And then we sprayed em
Yeah, lil pussy niggas talkin shit
And then we sprayed em
Lil beta niggas hatin on Lil Heem
You know they hating
Lil shorty posted
She a lil demon like she satan
Gave her dick one time
Then she said Lil Heem I'm staying!
Yeah I'm Running out of patience
Man, running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Running out of patience
Man, I'm running out of love
Running out of love
Running out of lungs
Keep them sticks up round my corner
Can't run out of drums
All you lil niggas my sons
Too bad I can't give you none
Lil boy get up off yo ass
And go chase the munyuns
Betting on my success
Them boys lost & I won
Bitch I don't give a fuck
Bitch you know it's 31
I'm better than your favorite rapper
And I know that's facts
Don't give a fuck about the industry
Don't care about them stats
Bitch I'm Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of love
Running, Running, Running, Running
Running out of love
Bitch we gunning, gunning, gunning, gunning
Get hit with these slugs
We gon' catch the opp
And hunt em down
Turn em to a nug
We gon walk that nigga down
Bitch imma wipe your nose
Only focused bout that money
Can't be stressing bout no hoe
Keep that Glock up on my body
If you test me it's gon' blow
And I'm running out of patience
Guess it's time to let you go
Got these diamonds on my neck and wrist it got a Nigga froze
All these niggas really lacking
But I always keep a pole
And that Nigga really pussy
Why the fuck he talking bold?
Smoke some za I'm out my body
Bitch I'm really in my mode
Got that blicky, blicky on me
Yeah pull up with a scope
Put my trust in a hoe
And she left me with no hope
Aiming right between his pupils
Yeah I'm aiming at his nose
Yeah, pure face shots
We ain't aiming for no toes
And I really came from nothing
Went to school with thrift clothes
Yeah, I really came from nothing
Now I'm gettin all these hoes
I was selling all the za
Bitch I had it for the low
I was posted by the Texaco I had my own store
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Writer(s): Ibrahim Toure
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