Patience

Lyrics

[Intro: Bigga Rankin] (Think It's A Game?) DIG, classic shit They say patience is a virtue, but nothin' come to a sleeper but a motherfuckin' dream When it's your turn, you gotta take it 'Cause ain't nobody gonna give you shit, young nigga Lucci, its your time [Verse 1: YFN Lucci] I told my bitch to be patient watch me go get it I swear I'm so in love with that money, I'm committed OG told me stay down, stack that paper, I listened OG told me stay down, stack that paper, you think I didn't? R.I.P. grandma, look at your grandson We only wanted a couple million, that's all Had some kidnap these rappers for ransom, who want some? Bet I be that boy they ran from, they don't want none Way before the deal, nigga, we been did margielas I only fuck with my niggas, they will respect us It's only room for my niggas, no need for extras Just filled my house with more pistols, the more the better Lord forgive us, but they ain't never want to give us not a thang So we loaded them thangs, went and handled some thangs Fell in love with drug money and chains Make a wrong move, hammers will bang My trigger finger itching Baby moms going dumb, and plus my palms keep itching Lord knows a nigga wrong, but may God be with me Lord knows a nigga wrong, but may God be with me [Chorus 1: YFN Lucci] I just sit and get high and brainstorm Momma told me, "Don't go out there with them chains on" I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone" I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone" That's why I get high and brainstorm Momma told me, "Don't go out there with them chains on" I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone" I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone" [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] I told her I'd be damned, momma, they know who I am, momma Just understand why I hustle, I want mad commas Mad llama, mad love for my brothers Mad dawgs in the duffle, you mad boy? Nigga, fuck you I was raised in the struggle, hah Young nigga walkin' 'round with AK's in the gutter Baby momma straight, you know they hate her Lil bitch mad 'cause I ain't save her I can't wait 'til this shit pay off [Chorus 2: YFN Lucci] I just sit and get high and brainstorm Momma told me, "Don't go out there with them chains on" They always told me, "Keep goin' and your day would come" Ayy, momma told me, "Through the bullshit, remain calm" I just sit and get high and brainstorm [Outro: Bigga Rankin] Ain't no handouts in this game, my nigga The grind gonna keep you niggas honest You can't cheat the grind, young niggas You're only gonna get what you put in, my nigga And that's real