Correction Lyrics Patience by 350Heem

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No, no, no, no, no, no

I know your b*t*h just want me cause' i'm stuntin'
I hit the block, fell in love with that money
She want to spend all her time with a youngin', if she got that wet I'm a call her Dasani
Come take a look, you can see how we livin'
Hate when it rain 'cause the whip got no ceiling
I can not save a hoe b*t*h, I'm the villain
So tell me why you keep catchin' them feelin's
And I'm tired of stressin' free all of my n***a
Circle got smaller, my pockets got bigger
Them n***as diss on my name I don't feel 'em
F**k with 350 you know we gon' hit 'em
I'm smokin' dope with your b*t*h and we chillin'
I took some lessons but right now we winnin'
I watch my people cook dope in the kitchen, so I made that work disappear no magician
Remember them b*t*hes that thought I was basic
If he got pressure, its simple, he hatin'
I'm drinkin' henny sh*t straight with no chaser
I never stray by the b*t*h I replace her
The struggle gon' eat you lil' n***as alive
Been on my lonely I had to survive
Boy you a pu**y, I see in yo' eyes
Im reppin' 351K 'till I die
She want a young, so come f**k with the gang
I do not f**k with them n***as they lame
Call me EA how I'm runnin' the game
I'm in the club with some girl and champagne
Used to be broke so I had to go get it
Gave him a chance and that f**k n***a sh*tted
I can not f**k with him, heard they be snitchin'
I'm loyal forever, you won't see me switching
I need a doctor I'm on medication
She call me lil' weezy I got dedication
N***as be hatin' and b*t*hes be fakin'
I love them white faces I can not be racist
My grandma be sayin' I gotta stay patient
F**kin' with me you gon' end up a patient
I pour up all of these fours like I'm Bacon
F**k her so good that her legs'll be shakin'
And I'm Michael Jackson, the way that I beat it
She say I'm c*cky, she think I'm conceited
Why all these b*t*hes be thinkin' I need em
When it come down to it hoe you a eater
No I'm not Future I f**k her, we lay up
She catchin' feelings It's nun to a playa
We used to struggle I had to go sell
My bro stay in Cali It come through the mail
I got a whole lotta sh*t out the streets
I'm takin' chances I bag up a tree
I took a chance and I caught me a P
Remember them nights when I couldn't even sleep
No, no, no, no, no, no

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