Lyrics:
do
I might do an album or a show (Saint)
Y'all peaked in high-school lil girl this a different glow up
Y'all peaked in high-school lil girl this
I'm here again
Second album in four months
Have you gasping
Sitting back wondering
What the fuck is happening
I'm back again
This didn't happen by
What pride gonna do ? When we runnin away
I’m lookin saviors, I’m looking for pay
Not looking for favors, they count em like the days
And She got
me, by the end of the day I never give up that’s what stands for me
We going to the all the way to the top, we gonna win win
The money is on the line,
gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
On the margin of the river,
and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
that's strong
You load sixteen tons, and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my
friends again 15 times (Outlaw)
Learned not to get attached 'cause shit be like
I swear one day they be ya riders (Riders), next day they saying bye in fact
and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
I keep dreaming bout a brighter day
With a Lisa Raye in Saint Tropez
And I been working even on a Saturday
Early mornings like a matinee
See I
Saint Peter's Gate!
"Come with me" said that old man, as he took me by the hand
"There is someone here that you have seen before
In this room
joe bogdanovich
Him drop the album hail the king
Huh
Lord lord
No more lonely days
Jah help me along the way
No more lonely days
Its going to be
hittin' play
Another beat, another hook, Another verse on its way
Another day, another c-note, Worked by the casino
Pullin' orders at Hollywood Bed Frame
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
to cash the vibe cheque
From the monday club blues
To an album full
a saint
He became the devil that day
But instead of your soul
It was your heart he craved
The river rushes by
Nothing's in my mind
The salt water's fresh in
as particle fission art in the midst of mission invasion
I ain’t a Patron Saint, some days I kill people, others I make em faint
I would never let myself be
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
winning? Just
So that a nigga in the street
Can give me a fucking dap?
The same niggas that didn't buy
My album any fucking way
That downloaded the shit? Get
Mountains rising all around me
By my words they'll be removed
My praise is my weapon
My faith is my shield
Though ten thousand fall beside me
Yet my
Wait for it, wait for it
Theodosia writes me a letter every day
I'm keeping the bed warm while her husband is away
He's on the British side in
approve her fit of the day
You ain't goin out like that, no way (no), I drip too hard every day (drip)
Shoppin' spree for fun, she dig Saint Laurent
emotion
If you take a quick second to look at the song titles of the album
I want you to look at the last song title
And read it
Read each title one by one
can keep your favours homie I don't need 'em
I've been on a roll with the saints, everyday, not by might just by faith yeah
I've been on a roll with
Discuss these by s day album the saints Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In