[Lyric] No Patience (Boler Mani)

[Chorus]
I'ma make cents, what you talkin' 'bout?
Bands in my fuckin' mouth
Plans, make him miss 'em
For the dance, bet he comin' out
For the dance, bet he comin' out
For the dance, bet he comin' out

[Verse 1]
Killers by my side, feelin' stable
I don't need no, I don't need no, I don't need no label
Feelin' like I'm Netflix, y'all still feel like cable
Y'all way too distracted, why you feel unstable?
I'ma feel okay 'cause I'm able, feel okay 'cause I'm able
Bitch, I'll attack this
I'ma reach for the stars, circle back like a backflip

[Verse 2]
Now that's a pretty pitiful person to pass onto the world
I'ma attack moments with certain irrational habitual thoughts
Packin' a pistol with hash, shootin' brains out of the box
Who would've faced it your thoughts, stupid would hate it you lost
Makin' no change when it's comfortable (Slackin')
Flakin' at scary places, it's probably all good
Takin' on day to day shit, it's probably all good
I've untied my laces, I'm trippin', I got no patience
[Verse 3]
I'ma be the one to put my first step forward
Figured out like I ain't lookin' back no more, yeah
Steppin' in the world to trust me
Time to balance on my feet
If I'm gettin' pissed off, I'm just really scared for the worst
Unprepared for the hurt comin' my way
Bet I long for the highway

[Chorus]
I'ma make cents, what you talkin' 'bout?
Bands in my fuckin' mouth
Plans, make him miss 'em
For the dance, bet he comin' out
For the dance, bet he comin' out
For the dance, bet he comin'

[Verse 4]
Pullin' down my eyes like foggy, huh
Oh, my sock so soggy, uh
Mainstream sound like copy
I'ma be good friend like doggy, yeah
I'ma be good friend like doggy
I'ma wake up groggy
Got me reachin' for the coffee
Get me into hobby
[Verse 5]
I paint that pain away, I'm payin' attention, playin' to stay
I paint that pain in pictures, what's the big idea? Big itches
Where's the bigger riches? I'm pickin' itches, I'm pickin' big issues
I'm tryna blow like tissues, I'm tryna blow like some tissues
I'm makin' winnings, I'm breakin' safe and takin' my chicken
I'm in the kitchen, I'm mixin' and matchin' till fingers I'm lickin'
I'm singin' in it, to think I'm worth nothing, I'm idiotin'
Seriously pissed at myself when I'm talking shit to mirrors
I'm passin' the day off to my better self
Feelin' this pain on, I get his help
That deep work make that happiness turn up
Make that comfort zone stretch out like, yup

[Chorus]
I'ma make cents, what you talkin' 'bout?
Bands in my fuckin' mouth
Plans, make him miss 'em
For the dance, bet he comin' out