Testin Yo Patience
Gaddi$
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Tryna stack this paper Think I give f*ck about haters Tryna stack this paper Think I give a f*ck about haters Yeah yeah Tryna stack this paper You think I give a f*ck about haters That boy so mad Yeah he so mad I'm testing his patience Quit all that sneak talk Quit all that sweet talk Boy you you so soft And you talk like a bitch talk Ain't bout no life Ain't you ain't got no stick walk Run in yo spot Then see what yo mid bout Don't let me mention You still on front now Gettin racks Sun up to sun down You out here Can't even move a pound This my city I make the town When the light hit me I'm crashing out Doin 150 I'm spazzing out Ain't no hoe in me Know i'm solid now Broke the code wit me Glad ya not around Dissin on me all over a hoe Shit really crazy That's how the game go It wasn't my bitch It wasn't yo bitch You sneak dissin I'm tryna get rich Heard that lil shit you said It went in The only problem is That it didn't make sense Diss me on my homeboy's shit Come see me I ain't hiding from shit Go ahead pull yo killers out I know one of them still ratting now We been homeboys for years now Now you wanna Watch that shit drown All you had to do Was pick up the phone Like bro what the f*ck What's really goin on It could've been handled It wouldn't went far Now there more ice On my cold blooded heart Fuckin these bitches No lovin these hoes I only get woods When I got the store Ya I already know You heard that before Not the same song Because you switched on yo bro These people be fake And they can't keep it solid I Know it's got a name I don't know what to call it On my gates shit I really be ballin Or I can be thuggin Which gates is we talking Feel trapped up the apartments I gotta go harder I gotta move smarter I gotta get momma Up in that new Honda I'm Gettin mine too So i'm getting a charger Still reckless regardless My diamonds they flawless My grind It go farther My time Like no other Stay down For my brothas I keep that 100 Them sticks Hold a 100 My name in ya mouth And you look like a buster Tryna stack this paper You think I give a f*ck about haters That boy so mad Yeah he so mad I'm testing his patience Quit all that sneak talk Quit all that sweet talk Boy you you so soft And you talk like a bitch talk Ain't bout no life Ain't you ain't got no stick walk Run in yo spot Then see what yo mid bout Tryna stack this paper You think I give a f*ck about haters That boy so mad Yeah he so mad I'm testing his patience Quit all that sneak talk Quit all that sweet talk Boy you you so soft And you talk like a bitch talk Ain't bout no life Ain't you ain't got no stick walk Run in yo spot Then see what yo mid bout Walk in yo trap Take over you're trap Rest in peace bankroll I'm doublin up racks Tryna put me and the team On the map Been with same ones Since way way back Can't switch up And that's straight facts No brakes all gas How i'm stepping on necks Don't f*ck around And get toe tagged like that Have your ass zipped up In a black body bag Can't f*ck with rats Or snakes in the grass The way y'all out here moving Got me shaking my head What happened to the street code Of not snitching The games fucked up We gotta fix it Glorifying fakes Is a unspoken sin Y'all do it for the clout Tryna get famous This situation Really don't make no sense Wonder why the OGs Out here hating Gotta put my family In the gated residence Trappin bags of the gas Sellin 3 for the 6 Got whole lotta trees Lookin like a forest Come shop with ya boy Got all exotic It'll cost ya a ticket But you know I stay with it Goin retarded on this shit Man i'm feelin like Timmy Give a f*ck about a bitch That's actin real friendly Turn around and set you up She workin with enemy Got it out the mud Never had a handout Momma look at me Told me i'm a grown man now Gotta get it on my own Yeah on my paper route Blue hundreds the only thing That I chase now Gave my love to a bitch That was really played out She stabbed me in the back And brought the savage out That'll be the last time I trust another hoe Keep fuckin with me And imma do a kick door Tryna stack this paper You think I give a f*ck about haters That boy so mad Yeah he so mad I'm testing his patience Quit all that sneak talk Quit all that sweet talk Boy you you so soft And you talk like a bitch talk Ain't bout no life Ain't you ain't got no stick walk Run in yo spot Then see what yo mid bout Tryna stack this paper You think I give a f*ck about haters That boy so mad Yeah he so mad I'm testing his patience Quit all that sneak talk Quit all that sweet talk Boy you you so soft And you talk like a bitch talk Ain't bout no life Ain't you ain't got no stick walk Run in yo spot Then see what yo mid bout I got that boy pressed right now You know what the f*ck i'm saying Get my name out ya mouth I'm tired of hearing about it Goin around Spreading rumors like a female Boy we do not condone that shit Stay in your lane boy You know what's up with me
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