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(Yo, Joey you good?)

Just give me a sec

Ayt let's go

Hey Joey

Hey Joey

Hey Joey

Look

I know my time still coming

Record labels having silent auctions

Even if they wasn't

Gave 'em nightmares

Got 'em twist and tossin'

Girl still fussing

Complaining how I never make time

All while fans get to see me in person

So we settle for late night calls

To make sure that my charm still working

All while working

And I write these bars in cursive

Yeah

My life looking like a mime impression

Every action done in silent passion

All that critique get a non-reaction

Heart on my sleeve, so if I cry, it's fashion

Your favourite rapper lucky

I happen to specialise in pensions

It's cool, but I wouldn't go that far to call it impressive

Ughh

Rather talk to God than a priest

That nigga human like me

And trust me, the human I wanna be ain't the human I see

So I humorously brush it off with my teeth

Sheeesh

Look

I know my time still coming

Heart set on it

But my mind still wasn't

Was thinking long term budget

What I'm gonn' eat if this talent don't cut it?

How am I gonn' feed all my kids, if I do end up wanting

I'm still buried in disbelief

Guess my lack of faith supersedes

My desire to even dream

Not to talk of have it achieved

Please

Young nigga in shambles

Shambles resembling shackles

The greatest pen in the city

Catalogues show you examples

Shit, I ain't worried bout Hype

I cut it off like umbilical

After birthing this child you're most likely calling an album, that's alright too

Bet you didn't know I've been going this hard since high school

Yeah

Check

I know my time still coming

I saw that shit before my eyes still couldn't

Before my friends still wouldn't

Before my enemies knew, knowing they probably shouldn't

Time just a man-made construct,

But if God still willing

I stay down, but can't be out like wickets

I stay down, but can't be out like wickets

I stay down, but can't be out like

Pacing

Pacing

Patient

Hold me

Pacing

Patient

Hold me

Hold me

Hold me

Pacing

Pacing

Pacing

Pacing

Hold me

Hold me

Patient

Hold me

Mmm

There I go crying my heart out again

They're still gonn' say cry me a river

I get better with time, I swear

Fine like wine, might pick up that liquor, I

Lord I've been patiently waiting on you

Hold me

Hold me