(Ugh)
Patient for what the future bring
(Yeah)
Me can't relate to what Future sing
(Nah)
Deep roots bear fruit again
For who don't plant seed need neutering
(Ugh)
Hindsight, that's twenty-twenty
If all you want is Mills
That ain't worth a penny
Know them dollars don't count 'til you feed plenty
It's greed if you leach the pie
Camel through the needle eye
The purpose is to feed your tribe
Some does catch a big eat and wan' gobble all
And let the dollar swell their head like a bobble doll
Like the ref. throw up the ball, knowing what go up does fall
As the chopper whistle, they going argue the call
Peace choir, run jewels
Saint Peter and Paul
Ceasefire, no fuel
That going cause you to stall
Keep your head up
Always keep your eyes wide
For the plotting niggas that be roaming on the inside
Trust is never implied
Even though it should be
Weed-eater rifle, the snake is what you would see
(Would see)
Allah provide us with all that we need
(For sure)
And despise all that we greed
For forgiveness, we plead
Be Patient for what the future bring
(Yeah)
Me can't relate to what Future sing
(Nah)
Deep roots bear fruit again
For who don't plant seed need neutering
(Ugh)
Hindsight, that's twenty-twenty
If all you want is Mills
That ain't worth a penny
Know them dollars don't count 'til you feed plenty
It's greed if you leach the pie
Camel through the needle eye
(Banc)
Put your pride aside
The purpose is the feed your tribe
And when you shine
Ensure your team be sharp, just like them porcupines
You know the sayin
When people get in front, they never look behind
But that's the time to use the mind and plant the seed to multiply
You catch a fly and swell up like you wasn't broke the other day
Switch up on your dawgs who had your back
And went the other way
Start to live your life fast
Used to stop and chill
You get your whip, so now you drive pass
No Kentucky Derby, but I peep you on your high horse
The money got your mind lost
You leave your team to starve
But you be eating in the high class
You claim to be a boss, so why your team ain't eating right, dawg
These niggas ain't doing it for the right cause
That shit could be a blight dawg
Patient for what the future bring
(Yeah)
Me can't relate to what Future sing
(Nah)
Deep roots bear fruit again
For who don't plant seed need neutering
(Ugh)
Hindsight, that's twenty-twenty
If all you want is Mills
That ain't worth a penny
Know them dollars don't count 'til you feed plenty
It's greed if you leach the pie
Camel through the needle eye
In this world has room for everyone
(The purpose is to feed your tribe)
And the good Earth is rich
(Twenty-Twenty)
And can provide for everyone
(Hindsight)
But we have lost the way
Greed has poisoned men's souls
(Know them dollars don't count 'til you feed plenty)
I'm sorry