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lirik lagu test my patience – j.j. sanders

(intro: j.j. sanders)
n*gga don’t test me (n*gga don’t test me)
aye, aye, aye
you ain’t gotta f*ck with me, but n*gga you gone respect me (boom, boom, boom!)

(hook: j.j. sanders)
got some n*ggas kicking doors in for some payments
f*ck a shoebox, stash the money in the bas*m*nt (stash the money in the bas*m*nt)
loyalty doesn’t matter to a n*gga with the pressure on em
watch em fold and write a couple statements
i don’t do phone calls cause they’ll tracе it (trace it)
if it’s business then wе’ll meet and face to face it (meet and face to face it)
you’re on my time n*gga don’t waste it
i’ll see you in the icu if you test my patience
in mob i trust them the basics (basics)
for the squad i’ll bust, bring the basses (bring the basses)
we some wild n*ggas, need some cages
trip on us, all that’ll save you is god’s graces (m o to the b n*gga!)
n*ggas know how i get down, i ain’t even gotta say it (i ain’t even gotta say it)
when dealing with a n*gga like me
you don’t really wanna test my patience (sheesh!)

(verse 1: j.j. sanders)
my synonyms are cinnamon sent to them, ain’t no sentiment
no sympathies, symphonies over any beat if sent for me
this it for me, i pop eyes with flows without the chicken grease
you mention me or dissing me, you better invest in dentistry
a combo with the dinner piece will have a n*gga missing t**th
deliver me from peace, cause it’s sin when i speak
on a beat, my beliefs, what i bleed out and release
saw a snake n*gga out, and he had the nerve to speak (m*o*b)
so i left his ass hanging like apostrophes
apocaly, apocalypse, metropolis, my state of mind i’m probably
somewhere in your playlist, the radio won’t play this
cause i don’t sacrifice my intelligence just to make hits
if i gotta dumb it down, then they’ll never sign me
parents always used to tell me that success’ll find me
so i’m tryna get a ticket, i’m whipping no id
with the seatbelts off, blinding people with high beams (skrt!)
all i really know i’m not switching on my team
can’t n0body blur my vision of living out my dreams
a couple setbacks, but i get back to green
when i come through, only the realest surround me (round me)
all i heard was dissing, now n*ggas wanna kick it, to me that’s basic (to me that’s basic)
but y’all know how i get down, i ain’t even gotta say it (yeah!)
(hook: j.j. sanders)
got some n*ggas kicking doors in for some payments
f*ck a shoebox, stash the money in the bas*m*nt (stash the money in the bas*m*nt)
loyalty doesn’t matter to a n*gga with the pressure on em
watch em fold and write a couple statements
i don’t do phone calls cause they’ll trace it (trace it)
if it’s business then we’ll meet and face to face it (meet and face to face it)
you’re on my time n*gga don’t waste it
i’ll see you in the icu if you test my patience
in mob i trust them the basics (them the basics)
for the squad i’ll bust, bring the basses (bring the basses)
we some wild n*ggas, need some cages
trip on us, all that’ll save you is god’s graces (m o to the b n*gga!)
n*ggas know how i get down, i ain’t even gotta say it (i ain’t even gotta say it)
when dealing with a n*gga like me
you don’t really wanna test my patience

(verse 2: kenyaundagod)
back in this b*tch, it’s all family no friends
and it’s skully to the death b*tch we ain’t gone end (skully!)
up in that dub, used to roll in that benz (vroom)
b*tches clowns, how you hating but sucked on this d*ck?
f*ck ain’t no date though, the f*ck out my face hoe
don’t disrespect greats, i’m the god like i’m kratos (aye!)
always be grinding, ain’t wasting no time
i done told em it’s no letting up like i’m daidough (aye!)
n*ggas getting clout sucking other n*ggas’ c*cks
be them same f*ck n*ggas who be running on the block
run up i’ma fight, when you got yo ass rocked
how you claiming that you real and you ain’t send a couple shots?
all my n*ggas bout action, ain’t bout all that tweeting (never!)
know some n*ggas getting ate if they saying it’s beef (blattt)
you a f*ck n*gga, no you ain’t getting a feature
unless you pay me a stack and i’m taxing for breathing (b*tch!)
hit his b*tch up and he tryna c*ckblock, but she kept that sh*t going, she threw me the lob (aye)
gave me the top as she sip from the roc
she remind me of mimi how she grip the rod (aye!)
n*ggas diss me in raps, but in person these n*ggas don’t say sh*t (these n*ggas don’t say sh*t)
know this summer ’23 we gone eat, man my n*ggas ain’t playing (aye)

- j j sanders

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