Waiting room

Never catch me in a waiting room Never catch me in a Look Never catch me in a waiting room Bitch I ain't got patience No Dr. and I ain't got patience Look ain't got patience Never catch me in a waiting room I'd rather spend my time on some D.F. tunes I've got too much rhythm to be stuck on blues Too much rhythm for this altitude I left my best parts by the coast And I been on my bullshit for the most Suffocating my toasts To better other hands that don't give a f*ck Too long I been cooking in my childhood room Too long Second best was my best You see my forehead bitch yeah I'm stressed I've got the world on my shoulders no Atlas And my dignity on my neck And I'm going to die a king f*ck respect I'm going to die a king f*ck respect I'm going to die a king yeah Never catch me in a waiting room Bitch I ain't got patience No Dr. and I ain't got patience Look ain't got patience Never catch me in a waiting room Bitch I ain't got patience No Dr. and I ain't got patience Look ain't got patience Ain't got patience no more Ain't got patience no more (Ayy hol' up) Ain't got patience no more Ain't got patience no more (Yeah yeah) Ain't got patience no more Ain't got patience no more (I think we might needa run that back you know what I'm saying) Ain't got patience no more Ain't got patience no more And I've been on the same bullshit my whole damn life My whole damn life I couldn't cut no strings I was afraid I'd fall I'm going to leave my pride in my teenage years Ain't no point in carrying baggage to my next life I'll be a pure soul In a hell sent world Bitch I'm done being slaves to my peers minds Got some Weeknd tapes to catch up on, nigga Never catch me in a waiting room Bitch I ain't got patience No Dr. and I ain't got patience Look ain't got patience Never catch me in a waiting room Bitch I ain't got patience No Dr. and I ain't got patience Look ain't got patience Yuh Yuh