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patience - imdolla lyrics

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i don’t argue at all cause i ain’t got no patience
u smile in my face but i know u be hating
when bread on my mind i can’t sit i be pacing
don’t talk over phones cause the people can trace it
my car got no keys i be pushing da b*tton
b*tch all in my ear like a fly just buzzing
you should suck more d*ck you should do less fussing
cut a b*tch right off with the quickness it’s nothing

verse 1
omg, bacc at it again
i smashed her and her friends
she said she seen me in the benz
b*tch don’t get so close to me you might scuff up my tens
free lucci out the pen
i pray i’m never broke again
i get that money then flip it
this scope a hit you from a distance
a n*gga won’t play bout his chicken
i, easily see that are pockets is different
you see how yo diamonds not hitting
i, wake up and go to sleep thinking bout money
i think that i got an addiction
naturally fly as a pigeon
panemera roof i see right out the ceiling
my diamonds they water my body stay cool
wanna shine like this
it’s gone cost you some blues
i brought a designer bag for my tool
you get shot in yo palm tryna reach for my jewels
these n*ggas broke, (bums)
you be trusting these hoes, (dumb)
i dropped it off i was all in her lungs
i be sh*ttin on n*ggas like i got the runs

hook
i don’t argue at all cause i ain’t got no patience
u smile in my face but i know u be hating
when bread on my mind i can’t sit i be pacing
don’t talk over phones cause the people can trace it
my car got no keys i be pushing da b*tton
b*tch all in my ear like a fly just buzzing
you should suck more d*ck you should do less fussing
cut a b*tch right off with the quickness it’s nothing

verse 2
i been getting money like n*gga this nothing
40 cal on me i ain’t doing no bluffing
theres not a n*gga nor b*tch i’m trusting
breaking down runtz in these cones i’m stuffing
i ain’t in the light and these diamonds still bussin
she good without her hands she don’t do no touching
n*gga’s changed on me so i had to say fucc em
i done took l’s in the mail just like money man
plug took off did da running man
i just wanna ball like stunna man
all i want for christmas is a hunnid bands
i’m just tryna bubble like cola
wake up to that gas no foldgers
steady stuffing paper in my pockets like a folder
braids for the babes hang down to my shoulders
you n*ggas in the way scoot over
riding by myself no chauffeur
big 12 gauge shoot boulders
been working out i done got lil swoler
she love me then hate me i think she bipolar
stay on that gas i don’t never be sober
i don’t fucc rappers cause most of em bogus
i lost all emotions my heart is the coldest

hook
i don’t argue at all cause i ain’t got no patience
u smile in my face but i know u be hating
when bread on my mind i can’t sit i be pacing
don’t talk over phones cause the people can trace it
my car got no keys i be pushing da b*tton
b*tch all in my ear like a fly just buzzing
you should suck more d*ck you should do less fussing
cut a b*tch right off with the quickness it’s nothing

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