Letras
Lately,I have been running out of patience
People put me on a wait list,
Like I’m gonna stay till its vacant
I aint got love for you, if you tryna push me out of room
Imma show you what a real boss would do
Counting money don’t mean a thing,
If you tryna count what you aint made
What comes around goes around just wait
Like Justin sang yeah
There is no need for you to bargain
I have already got set prices
I gotta mark up,i gotta mark up on myself
Shitty,you wont stay in the same place
I wouldn’t dare if you pay me (2)
I dont really care what you think
Your opinions don’t really mean a thing
I bet all you can do is hate
There is no other way to say
That I’m gonna end up self made
I bet you are gonna hate when you aint paid