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letra de patience - jay gudda

[intro]

[verse 1: jay gudda]
i’m running out of patience
like goodness gracious, f-ck these conversations
i don’t wanna hear no sh-t from all these b-tches with no day shifts
man i just can’t take it, and i just can’t f-ck with fake sh-t
man this sh-t basic
all i ever had was p-ssy, purp, and problems with the same b-tch
i ain’t never had no problems with these p-ssies, they just anxious
i ain’t never done no gang sh-t, i ain’t never felt so thankless
i ain’t never had no locks, just some box that b-tches came with
does anyone speak my language, don’t touch my main b-tch
don’t touch my brother, that’s my brother, no acquaintance
i told my mother that i love her, every day sh-t
nah we don’t play b-tch, you know my name b-tch
g-u-d-d-a b-tch, this ain’t no lane switch
that road to riches and those b-tches ain’t the same trip
i’m tryna get out this bas-m-nt, i’m tryna get off this pavement
but i don’t want to be famous
i’m running out of patience…

[verse 2: jay gudda]
and we ain’t on the same sh-t
look who you hang with, ya’ll so f-cking shameless
i ain’t gonna say no name
but they know jay don’t play no favorites
man i hate that lame sh-t, i don’t want no more brain b-tch
i want my sp-ce b-tch
i’m a little too f-cked up off dirty cups, i need surveillance
i’m a little too turnt up, my sl-t just caught me speaking spanglish where the f-ck is your basis, where the f-ck is your faith b-tch
i ain’t never had no push, but my kush connect is asian
he don’t ever shave sh-t, i’m here for greatness
so f-ck your comment, just be honest to my face b-tch
and keep your promise, like your promise really weighs sh-t
i f-cking hate this, but i hope you take d-ck
i ain’t no f-cking saint b-tch, watch who you pray with
that girl in bed might give you head, but she ain’t brainless
she’s like f-ck relations, i’m like f-ck these stations
i need some changes
and i’m running out of patience…

[verse 3: jay gudda]
man this sh-t got me nauseous
proceed with caution, cuz i think i just lost it
i don’t really f-ck with boston
and this sh-t been on my conscience, it feels so toxic
and i feel so exhausted, i might just off sh-t
i ain’t never seen such p-ssy motherf-ckers talking raw sh-t
i ain’t never seen such lazy motherf-ckers talking boss sh-t
and these b-tches got options, and i’ve been taking losses
so i might pull some jaws sh-t…

[verse 4: jay gudda]
i was chillin’ in my nissan, with a b-tch i used to creep on
not the type to get deep on, keep gone
see i was who she’d sleep on, but now she need xxxx
i think it took like three songs, now take a look at what she be on
three psalms, praying that i respond, cuz she wanna keep xxxx
but i’m not the type to lean on
i’m only happy when the beat’s on
especially when my esteem’s gone
i f-ck her blue with my jeans on, sh-t i read the text all week long
mix it with my hatred, purple heart to my patience…

- jay gudda

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