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Patience is a virtue

Protecting my mental health but I be thinking I'll hurt you

The good die young brodie wasn't in the way and they still murked him

Bitches used to look right past me I bought some ice they started flirting

I could really give yall a show but niggas a try to close my curtains I guess that come with the game

I felt like Calvin Cambridge when I bought me a chain

I started balling you know that money shit gon come with some range

I'm Steph Curry and I got 100 P's up under the plane shit getting serious

Niggas popping out the blue with that money I'm getting curious

We been balling for some years we ain't stunting that shit mysterious

My mother tell me every day how she proud even though she worrying

I got that money and went straight to the moon ain't no comparison

Niggas hating they think they taking whats ours then we going bury you

And they gon book a nigga

Cus for them blues he'll turn to a devil and try squish a nigga

He in the corner he got two guns on him Quinn Cooking niggas

Trying show him who the realist

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A stand for Approved nigga Alabis and Ammunition Ambulance and Ambition

Automatics with us in a panoramic ceiling my lil man tripping

He don't give a damn clip him

Hop out he just blam hit him

My homie don't be no good off them yercs he in his damn feelings

He so high he think we playing with him

We sent a bad bitch to the opps and now she staying with him

Be in my lane but shit'll be up if you think you playing with me

We know its consequences when you riding with them choppas

But its like we can't live without it or we might not see tomorrow

Chasing money while these niggas sitting round and they laugh

We got way up in our bag thats why these lil niggas mad you will never understand

How I take the struggle from my past and turn that shit into some diamonds and start hustling like the man

I fell in love with fast cars and rachet bitches but they bad

I'm in Malibu eating lunch he on the gram talking bout he having

We in black trucks with all glizzys that we done turned to automatics

Niggas switching so we put switches on them glizzys he died the fastest

Its a lot of things I can tolerate but one thing I can't a snake

Gotta keep my grass cut cus it be the ones that you never think

I moved to LA start sipping drink

I be praying my ship don't sink

I got purity on my heart but its like a demon when I think

Bouta put them diamonds on my mother for all them nights when she couldn't eat

How you beefing and you broke we done ran them hundreds up by the space

Niggas don't even know they place

Before you get inside that car make sure you got money to fight your case

Before you pop that bar and catch a opp and shoot him in his face

Make sure you stop and think

Cus its only so much you can take before you belong to the state and then you fall on your face

So much you can take before you belong to the state

And then you fall on your face

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A stand for Approved nigga Alabis and Ammunition Ambulance and Ambition

Automatics with us in a panoramic ceiling my lil man tripping

He don't give a damn clip him

Hop out he just blam hit him

My homie don't be no good off them yercs he in his damn feelings

He so high he think we playing with him

We sent a bad bitch to the opps and now she staying with him

Be in my lane but shit'll be up if you think you playing with me