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