Patience ft. Ashton! Lyrics

Tried to be patient but bae it wasn't working

City to city you know that I'm touring

When I wasn't home, bae you was out and flirting

And niggas envy me I feel them lurking

These lil niggas look up to me

It was one night bae stop calling me

Through these jeans you can see these racks

Rick Owen jeans, they made to relax

Blue strip hundreds, I spend on packs

You can take your girl you can have her back

Cry my pain in a all black bach

Girl pull up then I'm beating her back

You twist my words, but you can't twist facts

When I was at my worst you stabbed my back

Baby got money she flying away

When you try to leave I beg you to stay

When I was feeling down you made it okay

I was there for you, you didn't care anyway

Bang your line and you never pick up

In my feelings pour some lean in my cup

Didn't help so I doubled it up

I'm outside baby I'm pulling up

Tried to be patient but bae it wasn't working

City to city you know that I'm touring

When I wasn't home bae you was out and flirting

I'm in the trap and i'm wrapping, wrapping

Keep me a pole i'm not lacking, lacking

Baby tell me she love my music

Sorry right now, I can't love you back and when i'm in it swear that I just abuse it

I ain't never fronting, no i'm not acting

She say she don't like how i'm distant

I just been doing the same that you have been

(What does that mean?)

That means I can't give you my energy

Say they my friend and then they my enemy

I know they wanna put a fucking end to me

I'm really working, tryna move the industry

Bad bitch twerking tryna get me in between

I am not lying, nigga yea I been a king

Fuck niggas dying if they wanna mimic me

(Gang, Let's Go)

Choppa on me I'm not missing, missing

Baby I hate when you distant, distant

Keep tryna talk baby listen, listen yea

Baby got money she bought a Mercedes

Four pockets full she call me lil baby

Need my money nigga right now pay me

When there was problems, bae I told you to blame me

Tried to be patient but bae it wasn't working

City to city you know that I'm touring

When I wasn't home, bae you was out and flirting

And niggas envy me I feel them lurking

One night bae stop calling me

Through these jeans you can see these racks

Rick Owen jeans they made to relax, yea

Yea