Patient Chords & Lyrics Artist: Post Malone

Capo: 1st fret

INTRO
 
Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
 
CHORUS
Em
Yeah, I know my wrist be dancing crazy (Crazy)
G
Been on some fly shit lately (Lately)
D
Used to be so damn patient (Patient)
Am
But now it's "Fuck you, pay me" (Pay me)
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me (Phase me)
G
Never let that money change me (Change me)
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me (Raised me)
Am
Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
 
 
VERSE 1
Em
Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds (Skrrt, skrrt)
G
They wanna run up but they won't never find me (No way)
D
Sleep right next to the F&N
                  Am
Motherfuckers the government
 
Shut down all the plotting (Bop, bop, bop)
Em
One hundred bands on my body (Ooh, ooh)
G
Yeah, fuck with them boys, touch your body (Touch your body, touch your)
D
Lil' momma just want my pockets (Outta pocket)
      Am
Yeah, 'Rari take off like a rocket (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
 
 
INTERLUDE
      Em
Yeah, hold up, you too close (Too close)
G
I don't know, I don't know ya (I don't know ya, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
D
Had to run it, run it up
Am
How I roll, how I roll, yeah (That's how I roll)
Em
It's like after you pop off (Pop off)
G
They all act like they know ya (They know ya)
D
And Young Post be like Pablo (Like Pablo)
Am
And they all love to blow, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
 
 
CHORUS
Em
I know my wrist be dancing crazy (Whoa)
G
Been on some fly shit lately (Whoa)
D
Used to be so damn patient (Whoa)
Am
But now it's "Fuck you, pay me" (Yeah)
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me (Whoa)
G
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me (Whoa)
Am
Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
 
 
VERSE 2
Em
Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway (Skrrt)
G
You may contain me but you won't never stop me (No)
D
On her way to my residence (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
                 Am
Try message your boo again
 
She pullin' up prolly (Pullin' up prolly)
Em
Yeah, strally inside of that Bentley (Inside that Bentley)
     G
Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly (Bow, bow)
     D
Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man
               Am
They tryna get dividends (Yeah)
 
This shit is a problem (This shit's a problem)
      Em
Yeah, you just be talking shit but ain't ever met me (Whoa)
G
DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me (Whoa)
D
I know them people but they don't represent me (Whoa)
Am                                      Em
Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay (Yeah, whoa)
                         G
They will never stop the plan
                      D
Eighty jumpin' off my hand
                       Am
Rollie, Rollie, Rollie (Rollie, Rollie)
 
Bust it open (Bust it open), holy moly (Holy moly)
 
 
CHORUS
Em
I know my wrist be dancing crazy (Whoa)
G
Been on some fly shit lately (Yeah, yeah)
D
Used to be so damn patient (Whoa)
Am
But now it's "Fuck you, pay me" (Whoa)
Em
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me (Phase me)
G
Never let that money change me
D
Ain't the way my momma raised me (Raised me)
Am
Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me? (Yeah)
 
 
OUTRO
Em         G
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa
D          Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa
Em         G
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa
D          Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
(Em)      (G)
(D)       (Am)
Oh, yeah