No Patience (feat. Cliché)

I was laying in my bed finna write a song Stayed praying for better days but Only tears would come Feel like I'm Trapped inside a maze but my mind It roams Stuck in His ways I won't change I wont ever run Been nonchalant Because I'm paid them songs been Hitting home Don't wanna see a early Grave but my time been feelin close Feeling abandoned and betrayed Living in broken homes They won't Accept em an his way Time to hit the Road Cuz niggas showin fake love Better watch yo dealin I seen my Dawg hit my dawg for his fucking Stimulus We goin balls to the walls to Them fucking millions Get Crucified by that cross for stating Opinions Still Living hard so fuck the law Tell em free my niggas Man I been down for so long Now we finally winning Invade yo Home buss yo Dome Berettas with Extensions No stand off Shots fired Grave yards fox live Chrome hearts Glass eyes yeah Glass eyes Glass eyes Was laying in my bed finna write a Song Stayed praying for better days But only tears would come Feel like I'm trapped inside a maze But my Mind it's roams Stuck in his ways I won't change I wont ever run Been Nonchalant because I'm paid them Songs been hitting home Don't Wanna see a early grave Hate my Time been feelin close Ain't chasing after no ring we getting Off them bowls 1876 pussy bitch I'm Off the boat Gas up in my lungs Young nigga Smoking potent 93 Supreme Im outa space my mind it float Ion know of love for real Ion know if life for certain I heard love ah get you killed I ain't loving without purpose I was walking with my head down I ain't notice I was hurting I wasn't focused on the pain I was focused on the serpents With my 9 in my 5 Tryna get that shit to workin You can tell by my eyes That I'm tired and I'm hurting Victimized by my trials Tryna aim at my circumference I was Baptized when I was 5 But they ain't save me from destruction Product of my environment I was built for what it come with I was trapped inside a maze I Wish trials came with a compass I was smaller than my pain But my gains made me triumphant I was dodging all the rain My cries was louder than the thunder I was laying in my bed finna write a song Stayed praying for better days but Only tears would come Feel like I'm Trapped inside a maze but my mind It roams Stuck in His ways I won't change I wont ever run Been nonchalant Because I'm paid them songs been Hitting home Don't wanna see a early Grave but my time been feelin close Feeling abandoned and betrayed Living in broken homes They won't Accept em an his way Time to hit the Road