PATIENCE

Had to take a lil break but I'm back Fiening for the studio like crack Shooting for the stars ain't looking back Pullin up to Mars next we to Sat Bummy bummy dummy, cannot go like that Spray the whip, leave that nigga on a flat Already know I match the shoes up with the hat Feeling epic add a bling up on my back Hop up in the ship, now we leaving Sat Next Neptune then we hittin Jupiter Gotta get that gas it got me feeling stupider Went against the contract had to put a boot in her Always tellin lies, I knew it was a thoot in her F*ck up her relationship don't care bout pullin her Flow keep getting faster, know I gotta burn it up Already said bout 50 times I gotta run it up Speed it up bitch you still ain't getting ahead of us "t3au you goin psycho" gotta hit em wit a "yes" Everyday I wake up gotta be my best Been a beast gotta beat on my chest She tryna ride the boat say less Strap on bitch grab yo safety vest No one trick pony been a triple threat Rhymin, ballin, ballin, been a nigga script Got the plug callin, pound I gotta flip Servin, gotta keepin the fye up on my hip Pull up to the function count up then I dip Ass up gotta screamin off the tip Blow my line, told lil shawty "get a grip" Hit decline, said "said i'll hit ya on the flip" Been waitin in line and keepin my patience, But right now I think I'm bout a flip F*ck I'm stressin bout? roll me up a zip Comin down I get tired of the shit Speakin reckless had a pop her in her lip Play detective I ain't rockin wit that shit Punchin in until I get another hit Higher livin in a different area Sober me you ain't gone want me near ya Been a hardheaded nigga, I can't hear ya You can send a 100 rounds and I won't fear ya Nigga aura weak, I ain't comin near ya Addin shit to mind til the world is clear ya Feed the ball I'm a feel like a running back If I fall gotta know I'm a run it back Steady standin on business and that's a fact Had to take a lil break but I'm back Fiening for the studio like crack Shooting for the stars ain't looking back Pullin up to Mars next we to Sat Bummy bummy dummy, cannot go like that Spray the whip, leave that nigga on a flat Already know I match the shoes up with the hat Feeling epic add a bling up on my back Shoot out, shoot out, shoot out, that boy jumper whack Open up, keep that purple in my pack Poor it up, I don't even drink like that Score went up, know we always gone attack Gotta get that crown I keep it on mental Somehow got the talent ain't coincidental Pullin hoes wit crooked teeth don't need no dental Stayin patient gotta keep it in my mental