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Saynt Roulette & Kingdomlos

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I never study, but I take notes, I break souls
I know the motto's "keep yo head high", but I feel better with my face low
I stack my bread high, my soul be floating when my bass blow
My grind been like Columbians, I'd die over my peso
First name Saynt, f*ck it, middle name Roulette
I done finished on her face, I'm making blondes out of brunettes
I be leaving with no trace and I be lyin' like a zoo pet
I know satan one of us I seen the devil with a crew neck
I can rap for hours nigga, I can go for days shit
My 50 cent with power on his 50 Shades of Grey shit
I been clocking in for hours I need 50 days away
How you in love with painkillers that can't kill your pain away
He in love with his target, he can't even aim away
But I ain't into that, my hoopty been the movies, I turn groupies into Cinemax
She done knew me for a minute max
But the way she blew me I'm still amazed I got my skin attached
The reaper unrefundable, still pray I get my niggas back
Treat em like a huxtible, throw 'em off a cliff for that
My big dog been big red, he stomping like when Clifford mad
Ironic every blessing I was meant for I done sinned for that
Homie copped a Smith and Wesson, never see my nigga sad
If he act the part he will smith 'em like the men in black
Pursuing happiness his Jada Pinkett want another man
That's why he never f*ck with August just like he a summer fan
My summer plan, was get some summer money, I need summer bands
Miami Summer Walker I'm just walking in my summer sand
My booth been doing somersaults the way that I been flippin' damn
My demons caught me slippin', pray to God I never slip again
Neighborhood hero, I need a statue
Thank you for the input, but I ain't ask you
Never see the shit from your side, cause that's a bad view
Niggas tagging on the gram, but never getting @ you
Living like the flu game, pull up to the game sick
Jordan down in Utah, catch you when it's game 6
Tryna make this booth a home, I'm something like a realtor
Bad bitches on the gram, why? Cause ion got a filter
Hood took more charges than Marcus Smart
I took the key and slayed the beast of darkness like Kingdom Hearts
I ain't no Dr. King but I got dreams when they lead the march
We ain't turning no cheek that shows defeat man I like the sparks
In LA with the shooters and hoopers like Tea Cooper we movers
That's with the troopers, the neighborhood did recruiting
We turning fakes into bloopers
Our mind they tryna intrude it, but sometimes we start to lose it, cause third eye we never use it or activate it
We got acclimated with society we call home, but it's man created
We ain't home these bodies even alone resemble Mr. Stalone
Go Rambo when I'm alone, I'm going crazy
Pussy could never sway me
How sway
Put two in his cranium, face droopy like Conway
Surgery to fix em up, Iron jaw like Kanye
He ain't even see it coming, bullets like a blind date
And we getting too impatient, money now like why wait
Bricks to his head, that's Deebo on a Friday
If they want the beef we bring the burgers to the Fry day
Me and Tou, against you and you
Uneven race
I can't even see you and you in my closest space, man this shit too Godly
Feeling way too powerful with all my folks beside me
Don't even mention other rappers they all behind me
Been murdering beats should be arrested for homis

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