Feat. Ms. Cris
[Ms. Cris]
I'm growin impatient, I'm growin impatient
I'm growin impatient, I'm growin impatient
[Rapper Big Pooh]
I'm up with the roosters, n***as ain't used ta
Pullin ya own weight, your life needs producers
Won't be Medusaed, turn off the radio
I tried to warn 'em, Black, but they ain't ready yo
Aim, steady flow, rank confetti mode
People know about struggle then they gettin dough
You either get low or become a victim
Yo' peoples ain't good. better get 'em, here I come
[Chorus: Rapper Big Pooh] (Ms. Cris)
My mind keep runnin, n***as stay frontin
Time to start somethin (I'm growin impatient)
My mind stay spinnin, why I ain't winnin?
Even though a n***a grinnin (I'm growin impatient)
(I-I, I'm growin impatient)
(I-I, I'm growin impatient)
(I-I, I'm growin impatient)
(I-I, I'm growin impatient)
[Rapper Big Pooh]
Bottle of Jack in my hand, stumbled off stage
Said a few words that I crumpled on the page
Discarded my shirt, baby this is work
That real rap sh**, I ain't talkin 'bout a jerk
It's back to the room, and back to the ebb
'Bout a week from now, I won't remember I was here
The white people stare, f** 'em~! I don't care
Let the tats on my arms explain why I was here
A fort for the share, yeah run your budget
n***as bein cheap, Hammer +Can't Touch It+
Couple hours down then it's back to the sound
One phone call and I'm back to the ground, runnin!
[Chorus]
[Rapper Big Pooh]
This is dedication, things that I'm facin
Will never get the best of me, simply outpace 'em
Gla** in case 'em, spoils at the end
They smile in your face but we are not friends
Why should I pretend when you will never extend
Your hand out the end when I started to win?
Hah, the rain is now comin to the end
The sun always shines on the sun I ascend - the end
[Outro: Ms. Cris]
I-I, I'm growin impatient
I-I, I'm growin impatient
I-I, I'm growin impatient
I-I, I'm growin impatient