All I got is patience
Ain’t fakin’ ‘till I make it (wait)
Y’all know the boy gon’ make it
It’s never been mistaken (never)
All I got is patience
Ain’t fakin’ ‘till I make it (wait)
Cuz I’m about to make it
Been patiently waitin’
Ain’t nobody know what I can do yet
I’m learning every day so that the boy can be fluent
In way too many ways because the brain gone stupid
I’m tryna pave the way for ones that need some influence
Doin’ — anything
I’m really sayin’ anything
Go run or find a game to play
I’m sayin’ we’re all capable of bein’ great
We just gotta find somethin’
I’m a fan of humpin’, and jumpin’ as I’m comin’ for ya muffin
Bumpin’ up our ugs, that’s stuffin’
You’re shoutin’ “‘twas thе best time evеr; no bluffin’!”
It ain’t even nothin’
I’m stuntin’ on you frontin’ motherfuckers while I’m blunted, bro, the boy been bummin’, been becomin’
The person that I gotta be, I’m bigger than a bee, and Beebe been buzzin’, but I found myself and stopped it
“Thank God”, means thee, we’re the prophets
To accomplish, we must change the process
No nonsense, I promise, I’m honestly modest
For life, I’m the fondest, I finally woke up and I’m on it
When caution comes knockin’, I’m calmest, I got us
The king in this game, where’s my goddess?
Ou
My words may hurt you, but take the time to read ‘em and they might rebirth you
Got a couple tracks I’d refer to, but I’d prefer you to find them on your own; I won’t serve you
You know the truth, why’s it hurt you?
Ego’s way too big, let go fool!
Why you always actin’ like the shit, when you ain’t? That’s tofu
Run the track back, I just told you
The blueprint and formula, viewing the truest of warriors, perpetual states of euphoria, taller than ten stacks of foreigners, hundreds of Oreos, I’m glued to your corneas
So glorious, like the face that ya make when your mail’s comin’ through with the courier
Hope I’m not boring ya...
That’s impossible, monster flow treating your ears so luxurious
Louis Vuitton’s what they’re callin’ my vocal chords
You should tune in, but that’s not up to me
Stage 5 of shit talkin’, spittin’ on beats
They want us controlled, it’s so easy to see
All we can do is just wait and be patient
Don’t waste the one life you got as complacent
Livin’ it day after day with the same shit
Or when you time out, you’ll just fade like the day
“Lame” on the gravestone is what it’ll say
You point and you blame, it’s your claim to the fame
Stay in your lane, there’s no reason to hate
Chess, never checkers, I’m playin’ the game — dang!
Ain’t fakin’ ‘till I make it (wait)
Y’all know the boy gon’ make it
It’s never been mistaken (never)
All I got is patience
Ain’t fakin’ ‘till I make it (wait)
Cuz I’m about to make it
Been patiently waitin’
Ain’t nobody know what I can do yet
I’m learning every day so that the boy can be fluent
In way too many ways because the brain gone stupid
I’m tryna pave the way for ones that need some influence
Doin’ — anything
I’m really sayin’ anything
Go run or find a game to play
I’m sayin’ we’re all capable of bein’ great
We just gotta find somethin’
I’m a fan of humpin’, and jumpin’ as I’m comin’ for ya muffin
Bumpin’ up our ugs, that’s stuffin’
You’re shoutin’ “‘twas thе best time evеr; no bluffin’!”
It ain’t even nothin’
I’m stuntin’ on you frontin’ motherfuckers while I’m blunted, bro, the boy been bummin’, been becomin’
The person that I gotta be, I’m bigger than a bee, and Beebe been buzzin’, but I found myself and stopped it
“Thank God”, means thee, we’re the prophets
To accomplish, we must change the process
No nonsense, I promise, I’m honestly modest
For life, I’m the fondest, I finally woke up and I’m on it
When caution comes knockin’, I’m calmest, I got us
The king in this game, where’s my goddess?
Ou
My words may hurt you, but take the time to read ‘em and they might rebirth you
Got a couple tracks I’d refer to, but I’d prefer you to find them on your own; I won’t serve you
You know the truth, why’s it hurt you?
Ego’s way too big, let go fool!
Why you always actin’ like the shit, when you ain’t? That’s tofu
Run the track back, I just told you
The blueprint and formula, viewing the truest of warriors, perpetual states of euphoria, taller than ten stacks of foreigners, hundreds of Oreos, I’m glued to your corneas
So glorious, like the face that ya make when your mail’s comin’ through with the courier
Hope I’m not boring ya...
That’s impossible, monster flow treating your ears so luxurious
Louis Vuitton’s what they’re callin’ my vocal chords
You should tune in, but that’s not up to me
Stage 5 of shit talkin’, spittin’ on beats
They want us controlled, it’s so easy to see
All we can do is just wait and be patient
Don’t waste the one life you got as complacent
Livin’ it day after day with the same shit
Or when you time out, you’ll just fade like the day
“Lame” on the gravestone is what it’ll say
You point and you blame, it’s your claim to the fame
Stay in your lane, there’s no reason to hate
Chess, never checkers, I’m playin’ the game — dang!
( K Bibbles )
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