Patience

Yeah, it's about that time
Are you with it or you not
It's about that time to get serious
Stop playing
Don't ever say I didn't tell you
You heard it from me
Yeah

Wasting no time on the bitches
Lazy, won't try on the britches
Because they so bougie in person
Because they won't do it if it's urgent
Alert to the youth in silence
Heard to the who is trying
All of my niggas in hope
Y'all done all my niggas in scope
But what happened to keeping it real tho
The actions of leaching be real gold
Stole from the land you living in
Goes to the man who, well shit

Back to the grind and let's get it
Stack to the mind and let women go
Cash to ceiling and saying
Yeah, you gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience

Stood to the side and I waited
Cook till the fries was tasteless
Foot in and drive it, citation
Whooping like Tyson violation
Whipping the curve and I swerved
Drifting the turn and I merged
Flipping the bird in silence
Dipping your girl in private
Cause you didn't front me then
But you let a savant be friends
With someone like me is hard to find
Shit, trust me, I'm right

Back to the grind and let's get it
Stack to the mind and let women go
Cash to ceiling and saying
Yeah, you gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience

To my own looking at the
Proof God chose, just gotta have patience



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Martin
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