Lyrics:
comes, yeah it comes to me in ways
I'm a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes we can call her by her name
I'm a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes and we
guess it’s kinda sad
Now I got my money right it’s coming by the pack
When I fell for you my heart was red but now it’s black
Call me Saint Seiya rolling
the day
But I only got the time for today
She a bomb from the bay
Touchdown like I play for the saints
I got cold bottled liquor by the case
Dope feelin'
Streets turn me so insane
Lean turn me to a saint
Stomach growling im in pain
Weed smoke to the brain
Took a while but you see it now
Huge difference
trying to make me fall in despair
Self-seeking conditions from inner contradictions, stranded in being, I'm struggling
microcosm, implosion of cells, lost
Blinded, by give and take
Broken, for goodness sake
The chance is, I’m filled with shame
Ill do this on my own
Poisoned, was I betrayed
Naked,
fun
You know we're taking our days one by one
And when there's trouble in my face
I'm a tired runner in the human race
I'm gotta leave that
by my city
Lick up on the candy shop like I'm fifty
Look your girl, she went on ride like I'm jiggling
She wanna cuff me then [?] gonna get me
You
I just killed lil' momma for fun on a week day
Gucci, Louie, Saint Laurant on the week days
I've been sober for so long I might need yay
I can't get
but I will not fuck her I won't give her a baby
Yeah get by with the law I'm skating
Pop open seals of that drank (drank)
Yves Saint Laurent ain't no
The commander-in-chief just flew by
Did he stop? No, he had a couple seats
Just proved jet blue he's not
Jet blew by the spot
What if he ran out of jet fuel and just
haters busy trying to
Send me home early
But you can't New Orlean Saint me
I ain't a saint B, I ain't a god God
I ain't a angel neither but I try hard
Amiri, yeah
Feeling at the shard
I'm wearing Yves Saint Laurent
Wearing Yves Saint Laurent
Yeah, Amiri
Say she got crack cocaine
Build the line akh
grit
KDS spinning, oh my god it's fucking lit
And yes, my shoes are Saint Laurent, girl, always Saint Laurent, girl
Downtown, yeah we kick it downtown,
high, feeling dry, I’ve watch this whole world pass me by
I’m floating like a barrel, and I’m praying like a saint
How many times can I be what I ain’t?
broke[00:41.45]That's financially[00:42.90]I had some other friends[00:44.42]Until they stranded me[00:45.79]I know one of them[00:47.21]Never was a fan
yeah, I'm still standing
By his father and mother he was abandoned
With no concern for his safety, they left him stranded
A life of hurt was the very
When I count to five, by the time I open my palm
I'ma fuck you up, like the united states got by vietnam
I go...
Yo, everytime I mc I'm coming off
Yes
it out
Cut off many niggas, I'm still cool by myself, ain't no way I'm gon let shit slide by
Everything happens for a reason (Reason)
Imma ball hard
go)
(You Crazy)
I'm in here with my crew yelling fuck these other niggas
I did search around the city, can’t nobody do it bigger
Poppin' bottles errday
tomorrow (aww)
U thought I was a saint (saint) - sorry I'm a sinner (sinner)
Tha clock got 5 on it - man that's a winner
U see me when I enter, big smile -
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
So what you suppose i got the drip you can tell by my clothes
I like you so much that im hitting my pose ok i love you
I guess im expose life is
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