Patient

Album: Stoney (2016)
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  • Yeah, yeah, yeah

    I know my wrist be dancing crazy
    Been on some fly shit lately
    Used to be so damn patient
    But now it's fuck you, pay me
    Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
    Never let that money change me
    Ain't the way my mama raised me
    Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?

    200k and VVS, yellow diamonds
    They wanna run up but they won't ever find me
    Sleep right next to the F&N, motherfucker the government
    Shut down all the plottin'
    One hundred bands on my body
    Fuck with them boys, touch a body
    Lil mama just want my pocket
    'Rari take off like a rocket
    Hold up, you too close (too close)
    I don't know, I don't know ya
    Had to run it, run it up
    How I will roll, I will roll ya
    It's like after you pop off
    They all act like they know ya
    And Young Post be like Pablo
    And they all love to blow yeah, yeah

    I know my wrist be dancing crazy
    Been on some fly shit lately
    Used to be so damn patient
    But now it's fuck you, pay me
    Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
    Never let that money change me
    Ain't the way my mama raised me
    Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?

    Two hundred, swerving, dipping, dodge on the highway
    You may contain me but you won't ever stop me
    On her way to my residence
    Try message your boo again
    She pullin' up probably
    Yeah, strally inside of that Benz
    Yeah, come take a tatt on my belly
    Yeah, people acting too friendly man
    They tryna get dividends
    This shit is a problem
    Yeah, you just be talking shit but ain't ever met me
    DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me
    I know them people but they don't represent me
    Them wastemen, we gon' make 'em all pay
    They will never stop the plan
    Eighty jumping off my hand
    Rollie, Rollie, Rollie
    Bust it open
    Holy moly

    I know my wrist be dancing crazy
    Been on some fly shit lately
    Used to be so damn patient
    But now it's fuck you, pay me
    Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
    Never let that money change me
    Ain't the way my mama raised me
    Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?

    Oh, oh, oh, oh, woahh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, woahh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, woahh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh Writer/s: Austin Richard Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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