(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

The first Noel the angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel They looked up and saw a star Shining in the east, beyond them far And to the earth it gave great light And so it continued both day and night Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the king of Israel Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the king of Israel