Key: D# minor
Intro 1
Am
Em
F
Am
F
Am
Verse 1
You're running out of patience,
I told you we'll make it,
and new forms racing
make sure it's no time wasted
that was a great win
that's hard to take in
for all my guys that got put under
them guns fit thunder
call that bitch the one -hit wonder
Am
As a small kid, I used to wanna H2 Hummer
they coulda gave him football numbers
tryna work on my jumper
we stay on top of shit like a plunger
drop racks when we flick up
ambulance pickup
let lab bust my niggas
up with them blickers
I really fed all of my killers
Am
F
Uh, I know you waitin', gettin' fed up
You runnin' out of patience,
I told you we'll make it,
I see too many faces, uh
Make sure it's no time wasted
that was a great win
that's hard to take in, uh -uh
cause I ain't got no patience
cause they cook niggas like bacon
the spot was vacant
stabbin' shit up like he Jason,
uh -uh -uh
with some horses like I'm racin'
lookin' photoshopped when she naked
where it's scorchin' and blazin'
G
C
My dawg get money and I get money,
I'm livin' like a pop star
I'm feedin' my lil' kids, carry on
she get whatever she want
Am
F
I know you waitin', gettin' fed up
Be runnin' out of patience
I told you we'll make it
And them foreigns racin'
make sure it's no time wasted
that was a great win
everything that's hard to take in
Am
F
C
Uh -uh -uh
G
You
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