Lyrics:
patience
Im rolling wit my dawgs, the pedigree never changing
Foreign engineering, you keeping up with my maintenance
I pull up like a stepper, they pull up
(crack)
German engineering, she pullin' up (woo)
Time to get out of here, we did the hood enough (out)
As if a nigga ain't hood enough (yeah)
Naw, baby,
I got my more meds than a hospital patient
I told her, "don't rush me"
Bitch gotta be patient
She hit my phone when she need stimulation
Sorry mami,
Mеmbers of the Jose Cuervo car are
Still waiting on a jump-start
Could somebody please unhook
The lawn maintenance trailer from
The Jose Cuervo
Car?
the trail is always shifting
Maintenance during the day and night
Tireless work force is unleashed
Carpet bombing on a daily basis
B-52s sweep the sky
The US
years in a St. Florian foundry, they call it Industrial Park
Then hospital maintenance and tech school just to memorize Frigidaire parts
But I got
yeah yeah
That I'm really wit it yeah yeha
Don't take my kindness for weakness you might make a hospital visit yeah yeah
Just Tell me who would you be
years in a St. Florian foundry, they call it Industrial Park
Then hospital maintenance and tech school just to memorize Frigidaire parts
But I got
tape right
On the weekends it was sundown to sun up
Week days we was serving caps, let’s run it up
I remember all the times, hospital in and out
Everyday
impossible
The only healthcare is driving your man to the hospital
When he got shot you all ran
Came back trying to do what you can
Throw him in the backseat
the fuck is going on man?
Before these beats was banging out the basement
I was facing detainment
Mental enslavement
Mental hospital drama
Tryna put me in
side of Heaven with God's engineering
Loving all that I'm hearing, not involved with the fearing
It's like my thoughts just appearing
And to them profits
years in a St. Florian foundry, they call it Industrial Park
Then hospital maintenance and tech school just to memorize Frigidaire parts
But I got
years in a St. Florian foundry, they call it Industrial Park
Then hospital maintenance and tech school just to memorize Frigidaire parts
But I got
years in a St. Florian foundry, they call it Industrial Park
Then hospital maintenance and tech school just to memorize Frigidaire parts
But I got
Behold a man that was nursed into health and left the hospital with stolen supplies
A prognosis of paralysis
And like the Son, did you not walk before
of maintenance
Don't be sitting around waiting even though this happens naturally
Smokin' natural leaf, but know I'm 'bout my paper
Around haters
Many obstacles
Be
of my friends
Now everybody's laughing
Because I'm so clumsy and dumb
I need a ride to the hospital
What's that coffee table even made of
Seems like
Cancer treatment for children cannot take place in Guernsey, therefore Thomas' care was transferred to Piam Brown in Southampton General Hospital
One
Years go by I ain't trust a soul at all
Not a bro, hoe, nurse doctor or hospital
Obnoxious no
Just watched my exhausted dome
Stroll down this obstacle
the studio at 7: 30, leave at 8
I walked out piece like this
I don't need a plate
German engineering steering my own fate
That make history like the
Bullet
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