FACE MY PATIENCE

I just want to rob or steal shit Kill a motherfucker with a nine a steel switch Smothered undercover when I ride That blunt hittin' Wrist slitted Ima meet god Tell that motherfucker die right now I'm getting high right now touch the sky Wanna be numb right now don't know why Really don't like this life that I got But ima make the best of it till I rot Empty empathy don't really give a fuck I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck I run through your pockets I know I'm coming up That boy feel funny till we get to buckin' up And now he bitching he don't see the vision Really think he need to finish the mission Pieced up 5 feet to the face Geeked up how we run to the bank Fist fucked throw yo body away Glock tucked what the fuck you gone say? Four-tone purple blood mud and waste That's fucked Sosa laugh at the case That's tough see the bitch in is face 50 say we gettin' rich or we ain't Minimum wage not the way that we rock Rather be dead in a motherfucking box Fist fucked throw yo body away Glock tucked what the fuck you gone say? Four-tone purple blood mud and waste That's fucked Sosa laugh at the case I got no patience I got a problem I face it Smoke 50 blunts and I'm sober I hate this I got a pump on the road Draco in the trunk I blast at the foes I hate hoes Don't need no bitch on my payroll I made this beat and I spit cold I whip the whip I got bankroll Headshot when I shoot hoe Red-dot on that coupe blow His head off of a that roof go Like anywhere that I want to no fucks given I just want to rob or steal shit Kill a motherfucker with a nine a steel switch Smothered undercover when I ride That blunt hittin' Wrist slitted Ima meet god Tell that motherfucker die right now I'm getting high right now touch the sky Wanna be numb right now don't know why Really don't like this life that I got But ima make the best of it till I rot Empty empathy don't really give a fuck I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck I run through your pockets I know I'm coming up That boy feel funny till we get to Buckin' up And now he bitching he don't see the vision Really think he need to finish the mission Pieced up 5 feet to the face Geeked up how we run to the bank Fist fucked throw yo body away Glock tucked what the fuck you gone say? Four-tone purple blood mud and waste That's fucked Sosa laugh at the case That's tough see the bitch in is face 50 say we gettin' rich or we ain't Minimum wage not the way that we rock Rather be dead in a motherfucking box