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Patience
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Patience was released on June 9, 2017 by Real Talk Entertainment as a part of the album The Plug
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Release DateJune 9, 2017
LabelReal Talk Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunplay
Gunplay
Performer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Johnson
Derrick Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derrick Johnson
Derrick Johnson
Producer
Real Talk Ent.
Real Talk Ent.
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Elevated
Mass slaughter
Pre-meditated
Livin' like I never made it
Like I ain't got heavin' waitin'
Pussy boy don't ever play me
Double drugs serenatin'
Slugs and you're marinatin'
Two gloves,  Gary Peyton
Prayin' for some peace, but these **** play for keeps
Put up, whole hundred and car don't cease
'Bout my muhfuckin' paper
Ain't no as salaam alaikum
Just murder deaf kill
Ain't a city that you're safe in
And I'm makin' out a promise to you jizz
And your momma and your bitch
I be beatin' with no muhfuckin' condom
**** dyin' over chains or they fryin' over change
Got a missile for the issue
And a tissue for the pain
[Verse 2]
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
And the world goes on
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
And the world goes on
[Verse 3]
Only thing on my mind's payin' back what I owe
Have some bullets to the head
Blade to the throat
And I swear for the Lord, He goin' straight to the morgue
For not knowin' what he doin'
'Cause there's a line you don't cross
And you did, now you dead
Drop the bike on your head
Yeah, you made that motherfucker
Trying to lay in your bed
I'ma chase till I cash
Till your box close last
Till your face all patched up
Layin' on asphalt
Down to my last draw
Down to my last car
Down to my last bullet
Pull it and blast off
I don't be playin', it's all I be sayin'
When it come to murder, ain't a yard I won't lean
[Verse 4]
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
And the world goes on
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
And the world goes on
[Verse 5]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, all I want is
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
[Verse 6]
The game, mane, never been placed on no sympathy
Only thing matter who down and who gon' kill for me
Only thing I care about you not knowin' my whereabouts
Dude just fool
New dinner on my tabletop
[Verse 7]
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
And the world goes on
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
We on the way
Shots fired, **** die, can't cry
And the world goes on
We on the way
[Verse 8]
I ain't got numbered time
A lot of money
This gon' be fun
Lotta homework
On your own turf
We on the way
Be patient
Written by: Derrick Johnson
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