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Patient is a track by Post Malone, taken from the album “Stoney (Deluxe)”, released December 9, 2016 on Mercury Records/Republic Owned. It runs 3:14 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Broken Whiskey Glass, Big Lie, Deja Vu. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- Patient
- Artist
- Post Malone
- Release
- Stoney (Deluxe)
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 3:14
- Release date
- December 9, 2016
- Record label
- Mercury Records/Republic Owned
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another songYeah, yeah, yeah
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
Been on some fly shit lately
Used to be so damn patient
But now it's '**** you, pay me'
Can't let these mother****ers phase me
Never let that money change me
Ain't the way my momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds
They wanna run up but they won't ever find me
Sleep right next to the F&N
**** the government
Sit down and I'm plottin'
One hundred bands on my body
**** with them boys, catch a body
Lil' momma just want my pocket
'Rari take off like a rocket
Hol' up, you too close
I don't know, I don't know ya'
Had to run it, run it up
How I roll, how I roll, yeah
It's like after you pop off
They all act like they know ya'
And Young Post be like Pablo
And they all love to blow ya', yeah
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
Been on some fly shit lately
Used to be so damn patient
But now it's '**** you, pay me'
Can't let these mother****ers phase me
Never let that money change me
Ain't the way my momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway
You may contain me but you won't ever stop me
On the way to my residence
Try message your boo again
She pullin' up prolly
Yeah, sturdy inside of that Bentley
Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly
Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man
They tryna get dividends
This shit is a problem
Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me
DeChino ****ed your b***h and now you resent me
I know them people but they don't represent me
Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay
They will never stop the plan
Eighty jumpin' off my hand
Rollie, rollie, rollie
Bust it open, holy moly
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
Been on some fly shit lately
Used to be so damn patient
But now it's '**** you, pay me'
Can't let these mother****ers phase me
Never let that money change me
Ain't the way my momma raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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