Patience

Yeah Look, Look Watch who showing love, Cause they really be hating Preaching all that real shit, And really be faking Ball Never fall,Cause they really be waiting Swear they not lacking, But it really be patience I been on the road running with runners, While y'all chasing Swear I got bigger then Tigger, In Lah basement I been making time with mines, While y'all waste it Why you wear your heart on your sleeve, For decoration Red dot all tees, let's decorate em Surprise throw you a party, We celebrating Captain, All the cap is captivating Send caps all in your cap, decapitate em On chill time, The demon activate em Will kill list, still free For the application High come down, Come knocking is aggravation Capper of the year, You leading nominations Make it out my hood, They clap you congratulations Bust down the Rollie, Your time is Kinda Wasted Designer on top of designer, kinda basic You been character so long, you looking faceless Ruger revolver, no clicker now we traceless Nah we ain't shorts yet, Less we take trips S Five Eighty so spacious, shit a space ship Bags prices go up to high, We we go shake zips Live by the gun, Then Romeo must die with it I done Took the knife out my back, and cut ties with it Same blade under the tongue, cut pies with it Impossible that's a burger, I need some fries with it Five Thousand dollar suit, I don't need a tie with it Check to check shit, how you go survive with it Protect neck, hope you stay alive with it Day you die, hope you don't be live with it you know War come with casualties Chill toy soldier, I ain't know you came with batteries Brokenness, still be fucking with my allergies Push ups, with the Kush ups Burn my calories Peep I could tell you hustle by ya speech I made more hustlers then Meech Out my dorm room, probably made your hustle in a week Played on a lot fields, you could tell the scuffles on the cleats They know your worth, They just hoping that you don't Know you bout to blow, They just hoping that you won't Don't try to F*ck up My peace, trying to find yours Seen a Nigga spark up some beef, trying to find hoers We the type to walk the street, trying to find doors Now he gotta park up the street, Trying to find war I keep my mind on my money, you should mind yours Pops told me time is money, and the time yours