I no longer have patience (nah)
I'm so sick of waiting
I've been procrastinating
That's my time, (my time)
My time, (my time), oh yeah
I want it all yeah really with the shits tryna bug but i foreplay
Hit me on the phone will never take costing
I'll be in the studio all alone with some facts with the sauces
With the mother****erg sauce
Mister with the kush, got a mother****erg cross
I can't afford to take a loss
Everything I write has a mother****erg cause,had a mother****erg cause
Gotta' stack papers to pay the price to be the boss
Lust away from ladies they gonna hate me when I'm floss
Cause when I pull up like a rich homie, ri..ri..rich homie
They gonna feels the type of way
They gonna all leave but they wives wanna stay
She gonna roll these streets smoke and blow in any face
Put in the grand shotgun
She had a hell of a day, a hell of a day
I will never like or comment on it
Never sit on a table to got drama on it
That's why I'm so, so good on my own
I've been on the road
Gettin' money, ****ing bitches, doing shows
I'm so ****ing over with these shows
Got a feel like this is all a bitch knows (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Maybe I'll just stop right there
Cause I'm better when I do it
Just to do it I don't care
I've been working, I've been working
Like a slaveman, so yeah
I just really want my freedom as my chase will break my ass
So far, so close
So far, so close
So far, so close
To everything I really needed
So far, so close
So far, so close
So far, so close
To everything I really needed