lil patient - young&hungry كلمات أغنية
[intro]
“kayjay”
“patient, yeah”
“let me show you how it cooks”
“for real?”
[verse one]
i’m young and hungry
i know i got a stack on me
your mad at me? your girlfriend’s over here;
i got that back on me, but actually, none of these n_____ could ever bang on me
im tactically k!lling these n_____
i feel less validity
i’m tactically k!lling these n_____
i feel like steve cup
loyal to my n_____, i won’t hesitate to leave her
so please do not
i know that n____ that’s tryna please, ‘cause i drive and break it down and move the pack until my feet hurt, (“hahaha”)
(“skert”)
(“go”)
[verse two]
its a sign through my whip, (“okay”)
got a hundred f______ rounds in my muh_f______ clip
“tryna’ еat out the cake?” no, eat out a b____ (“no”)
tryna’ chokе a n____ out with a muh_f______ stick
tryna’ find me a girl with the hoes i ain’t clip
i ain’t worried about the past, ‘cause the present be lit
and i pray to the lord, “please forgive me for my sins”
who is patience without runnin’ it up, (“hmm?”)
you a friend of a friend who f___ with an opp
i ain’t give two f____; you’re still gettin’ dropped, (“ah”)
mess with my family, and you’ll f______ get popped
“touch kayjay”, yeah? and i swear it’s a mop
tried to run it up again, i ain’t runnin’ from opps
only people i ever ran from were the cops
like i’m tryna’ make it out; flexin’ in flip_flops yeah
[verse three]
they tried to compete with me, but they could never match this
catch this
all of my n_____ are on backness
trap fit; all of my young n_____ get active
bang this; run up in spots like, “where the packs is?”
they say i’m “loosin’ my mind”, but i’m never loosin’ the bag
that’s why all of my barbies boujee and bad
i’m only in 7:00 to 3:00
it’s like working at a cafe, but my occupation lies in the trap
i’m never countin’ for fame; i stay countin’ for cash (“b____”)
all these n_ggas washed and they sad
and if they want to complain, i’m puttin’ tools in the bag
i got all my shooters on the grif_grafs, (“hahaha”)
but let me switch up the flow fo’ the third time on the track
my n_____ cook in the kitchen and serve the food to the cats
my baby hates when i whip it, she says i “need to relax”
“what?”, but i can’t change how i’m livin’ until i’m lookin’ at racks
[verse four]
yeah; okay
yeah; i’m workin’ for the red
and i know it weren’t your fault
when i was slittin’ on my veins, (“maybe”)
yeah, i’m livin’ in the red, so a n____ born brave, (“right”)
yeah, i’m lightin’ n_ggas up
bringin’ new sorts of red, (“uh_huh”)
and i’ma pull up on your b____; show her a real n_____ pain
if you don’t recognize real; you won’t recognize snakes
i had to give it up with my mom, ‘cause she recognize the fake
so i’m screamin’ out, “f___ ‘em”, (“yeah”)
tell a b____, “go low, and please suck ‘em”
man these xans’ make my nuts loose function
you a broke n____; not at my junction
i ain’t rich, so don’t make assumptions, (“don’t”)
but i’m far from broke in abundance, (“course”)
come runnin’ up my likes and my comments
“at fifteen til_“
jokin’, i ain’t comin’
yeah
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