No patience

No patience for them niggas
On the low hating
But I don't stress
I just keep that weed in rotation
You shouldn't step its a crack
On this old pavement
I txt yo bitch
She broke yo back with a location
Yo bitch can't even talk to me
Cause she got no fragrance
My older bitch she walk wit me
That's my old lady
Did I mention that
I am not the one you gonna play wit
I'm not a mutha fuckin doctor
I got no patience

I guess I'm teaching all these niggas
How they note taking
They watch me do what they can't
Then they go fake it
Then fake the love to my face
Like they don't hate me
A couple niggas owe but
Ain't gave me no payments
Bet if I make em disappear
It won't be no cases
He ain't gone reappear
No magic no hat tricks
Don't run up on me
Knife up on me
Poke yo ass no cactus
I might just run around the corner
And pick me up a ratchet
She always give me straight face
She never be laughin
Around me a safe place
You ain't gotta be actin
Niggas put on a brave face
When around that action
You ain't gotta fake the way
Stop allat cappin
If you woke up today
Stop allat naggin
If you didn't catch a case
Why the fuck you ain't happy
I wake up give thanks
And continue to stack it
Wit my paper don't be late
For that I ain't havin

No patience for them niggas
On the low hatin
But I don't stress
I just keep that weed in rotation
You shouldn't step its a crack
On this old pavement
I txt yo bitch
She broke yo back wit a location
Yo bitch can't even talk to me
Cause she got no fragrance
My older bitch she walk wit me
That's my old lady
Did I mention that
I'm not the one
You gonna play wit
I'm not a mutha fuckin doctor
I got no patience

I bring my plug back that bag
I know he won't lace me
I bring dat bitch back so fast
He said he won't race me
He told me if I fuck with his daughter
It ain't no changing
But what he don't know
Is she a throat baby
She suck my dick while on the road
It ain't no road raging
But we always tellin folks
Dat we got no relations
We do what the fuck we want
But only on occasions
And she only bout the money
Don't hold conversations
I don't really
Fuck wit them altercations
I would rather
Tell a nigga salutations
I always felt alone
Thats alienation
And from being out here
On my own
Its built up agitation
But back to that bull shit
Yeah back to the basics
I done rapped in every room
Never rapped in a basement
Niggas know I'm really smooth
But I'm packing for safety
Fucking with my sister cool
But understand I'm like Stacy

No patience for them niggas
On the low hatin
But I don't stress
I just keep that weed in rotation
You shouldn't step its a crack
On this old pavement
I txt yo bitch
She broke yo back with a location
Yo bitch can't even talk to me
Cause she got no fragrance
My older bitch she walk with me
That's my old lady
Did I mention that
I'm not the one
You gonna play wit
I'm not a mutha fuckin doctor
I got no patience



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Writer(s): Christopher Allen
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