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patience my love - saiah woes, 808 mafia, atl jacob & southside lyrics

[intro: saiah woes & future]
(southside on the track, yeah)
hey, hey, hey, hey, n*gga
a whole lotta racks, b*tch, yeah
(atl jacob, he a f*ckin’ millionaire)

[chorus: saiah woes]
hundred days, hundred nights since i been locked in
possibly i’m top ten, b*tch, i’m not ten
bad b*tches in my mentions, i’m in their close friends (ayy)
if you ain’t know it’s a whole lotta, i gotta say it again
i waited all day on my plug, same night that i made it up
it’s called patience, my love
ayy, it’s on the floor, i’m goin’ up
now these b*tches wanna f*ck
i’m highly favorite in the club, ayy

[verse 1: saiah woes]
makin’ [?], i’m pullin’ up, send the addy (ayy)
diamonds flashin’, hood n*gga, but i’m classy
in that 4matic with the twins, they some baddies, ayy
[check the shinin’?], i f*cked ’em both, woes the [?]
send the u to the hills, i gotta serve a n*gga (serve a n*gga)
he [?] i’m sellin’ ’em pills, i ain’t even heard of these n*ggas (huh)
twenty*two for a ‘bow, ayy, i’m workin’ with you (i’m workin’ with you)
ayy, we stick to the code, so i’m murkin’ n*ggas (murkin’ n*ggas)
i made five bands at fifteen, ain’t sh*t that i ain’t seen (nah)
buy lil’ choppa, i’m sellin’ weed, there ain’t no ‘bows i ain’t [?]
you can’t smoke it if you sellin’, n*gga, you a f*ckin’ fiend
sh*t be crazy, who you tellin’, n*gga? this ain’t no f*ckin’ dream (n*gga)
she popped the percocet, she told me she don’t feel it yet
last time i checked, i’m supposed to be up a couple checks
i only wanted the neck, but as fast [?] she don’t throw the neck
i know you [?]
[chorus: saiah woes]
hundred days, hundred nights since i been locked in
possibly i’m top ten, b*tch, i’m not ten
bad b*tches in my mentions, i’m in their close friends (ayy)
if you ain’t know it’s a whole lotta, i gotta say it again
i waited all day on my plug, same night that i made it up
it’s called patience, my love
ayy, it’s on the floor, i’m goin’ up
now these b*tches wanna f*ck
i’m highly favorite in the club, ayy

[verse 2: saiah woes]
they know woes will go, [?] kid
early morning, i’m rollin’ dope, i don’t smoke no cig’ (i don’t smoke no cig’)
all my n*ggas be on go, they’ll split the wig, ayy (split the wig)
[?] in that ghost like you not gettin’ in
couple cribs on the coast, i’ma call it woes [?] (woes [?])
she don’t like to s*x and strip, rather exotic dancin’ (ayy, yeah)
i know you don’t want no smoke, when she call, it’s cancer (hey, hey)
this b*tch playin’ on my phone, i don’t even wanna answer, ayy

[chorus: saiah woes]
hundred days, hundred nights since i been locked in
possibly i’m top ten, b*tch, i’m not ten
bad b*tches in my mentions, i’m in their close friends (ayy)
if you ain’t know it’s a whole lotta, i gotta say it again
i waited all day on my plug, same night that i made it up
it’s called patience, my love (hey)
[outro: saiah woes]
it’s called patience, my love
it’s called patience, my love (hey, hey)

- saiah woes 808 mafia atl jacob southside lyrics

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