Song Lyrics

CashMoneyAP
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh

Yeah
I was anxious, I didn't have patience
It's not a loss when you lose fake ones
Cross me once and then I turn into a savage (yeah)
Blowin' Wedding Cake, I still won't think 'bout marriage (no)
Dead broke, I couldn't watch my mama suffer (nah)
Stood on that block until I got a triple-double
Drew Brees, I rock Saint Laurent, fill bodies with angel dust
Even if they was t-shirts, them niggas couldn't hang with us
I'm pluggin' money counters, I don't wanna be famous
My heart filled up with scars, lovin' me could be dangerous, oh

I chase the millions tryna see how far this rappin' get me
You ain't my brother, you weren't on that corner trappin' with me
Nigga, where the f*ck was you when I ain't have a penny?
On the show, muggin' off a pill and a half of Remy
I'm stuck on make a muscle mode, I never had Givenchy
Check the stats, shit, if you ask me, Lil' Polo grab the city
The opps so broke, I'm on my shit, won't let them guys offend me
They tried to catch one, so we sparked until that .9 was empty
All my niggas be on bullshit, I keep a slider with me
It ain't no shortage on them blicks 'cause, bitch, we ride with plenty
Smith & Wessons, Glocks, and XDs, we got all kind of semis
I just stay humble 'til I gotta show that savage in me
My car got extra horses, I f*ck with Polo G (yeah, yeah)
I already had on ice, police can't tell me freeze (no)
I can buy everything, my niggas still ain't free (still ain't free)
I never cried, but you can watch my eyes bleed (watch my eyes bleed, yeah)
Every time I trusted niggas, they embarrassed me
Yeah, want a hardbody, ask that nigga Harrison
I just fucked a snow bunny 'cause my chain got carats
Made her pull up to the Hilton but her name wasn't Paris
My Louis V shoes like fruit, I got different pairs
Police snatch me, 'fore I snitch, I'd rather get the chair
I'm with my soldiers in that field like I play for the Bears
Stay with some real ones, I know loyalty and trust is rare
Married to the streets, but nah, this ain't no love affair
These drugs killin' me, feel like my organs startin' to tear
I know I'm legendary, this some shit you can't compare
She seen these VVs, now she pullin' down her underwear

Yeah
I was anxious, I didn't have patience
It's not a loss when you lose fake ones
Cross me once and then I turn into a savage (yeah)
Blowin' Wedding Cake, I still won't think 'bout marriage (no)
Dead broke, I couldn't watch my mama suffer (nah)
Stood on that block until I got a triple-double
Drew Brees, I rock Saint Laurent, fill bodies with angel dust
Even if they was t-shirts, them niggas couldn't hang with us
I'm pluggin' money counters, I don't wanna be famous
My heart filled up with scars, lovin' me could be dangerous, oh

Alex Christian Jean Petit, Kobe Crawford, Taurus Tremani Bartlett

The duration of No Patience is 2:48 minutes and seconds.