Wevo Lorng - Patience Lyrics

Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
This is something I ain't ever experience before (before)
And all these lights seem so bight
I ain't ever experience this before (yeah)
Oh yeah
Tell me I'm famous
Tell me I made it
Tell me what I need to hear
Tell me I got talent
Girl tell me I'm successful
And tell me all my people can finally rest easy
Oh I never thought I'd be here, whoa
I'd never thought I'd make it this far
But all I needed was some patience
I gave it all my patience
To make me a star
Oh, I swear this lifestyle is starting to get to me
When all girls these can't help but touch on me
I won't complain, baby as long as you listen
I hope you still listen to me
Who else 'gon be there when shit hits the fan
Who 'gon give you support when you don't got a stance
I finally learned it all
All by myself, so thanks for that advice, but I don't want your help
I stopped complaining
It's so overwhleming
To think that somebody can make you feel special
But as soon as you f*ck up, they're just trying to hate you
As soon as you f*ck up. they're just trying to hate you
There ain't no time to argue about nonsense
I can feel your hatred over-weighing out your conscience
What happened to your patience
Made me believe in your bullshit, yeah
What happened to your patience
I think that you're wrong
Oh, I swear this lifestyle is starting to get to me
When all girls these can't help but touch on me
I won't complain, baby as long as you listen
I hope you still listen to me
Cause all of my niggas they all want a rolls royce
All of my niggas they probably sling dope
All of my niggas, they probably snort coke
All of my niggas, you probably don't know
All of my, all of my - oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Shout out to my motherf*cking bitches in the back, yeah
If they try crack, yeah
Ain't no going back, yeah
Baby this ain't weed, yeah
This one's called a trap, yeah
Always steady packed, yeah
And if you got a strap, yeah
If you got a strap, yeah
Show me where he at, yeah
I'll be where he at, yeah
Wanna be where he at, yeah
I got plenty bitches always selling out some trains, yeah
She know plenty niggas always going for some planks, yeah
So where do we go
When y'all ain't at my show
I don't like feeling alone
You got me feeling anxious
Always picking up my phone
My patience is all gone
My patience is all gone
I lost my old friends
So I made some new trends
Along came some new friends
Now we trading in that old benz
I'm trading in my Tahoe for a whip that cost a couple grand, yeah
My dreams only made about a couple hundred grand, yeah
And I swear this lifestyle is starting to get to me
When all these bitches, they won't ever leave me alone
I hope you still listen to me
Oh, oh, oh