Saul

Back in my day, boy, I feel like I made it Anyone talking, I said they could save it Yeah, yeah vroom, vroom Yuh, yuh Back in my day, boy, I feel like I made it Anyone talking, I said they could save it Yeah, I know I got a gift and I know I ain't make it Any-who, yah, who are you, yuh? Man, it don't matter All you need to know is I'm Better than all these fools, yuh Shoot, I ain't even gotta try I'm sitting on top of the world I ain't never gon' die The whole world on my shoulders I ain't even gon' lie But I'm going through it by myself With no one on my side I know my mama gon' cry 'Cause she know I'm the greatest Know when one day ima fly But these days I'm feeling stable Maybe one day, maybe one day I'll be your favorite But today I'm sitting on my throne Just waiting on my David yeah, yeah Yeah yeah Yeah plenty, plenty Stacking up pretty pennies Thinking I'm righteous 'Cause I stopped hanging with Mary and Henny So tie my tennies Fill up the plate and don it like Benny's But is it really legit Or for the net like bad tennis? I'm really dope followers give me those I'm feeling like the man, keep it tho I'm the billygoat and I'm skipping boi My team gon' be alright 'Cause we all night chill Up to the butt-crack of dawn so We can rise all year i'm Assuming that with the plan I'll sit at the top (Go sit at the top) I need my numbers to match my vision I got a lot i'm winning hearts To kids, they singing along (Wait, wait, wait) So why can't I shake this feeling I might be failing God? Failing God I might be failing God (Failing God) Failing God failing God I might be failing God failing God I can't seem to get it right ay I can't seem to get it right ay Yuh, it really feel personal, don't it? I picked up some demons on the way up But I never picked up on it And I got some deep, down iss- Thought I left that buried down in the ocean Sleeping with fishes lies are delicious And I don't do dishes You gotta be kidding me I know my enemies well Spent two months time going through hell Share your secrets, I do not tell I got my own, put 'em in jail Keep it on lock, set up in cells They can't touch, screw my health Just give 'em rap, that's what sells Eat with the bros, share the wealth (Ay) Satan said to keep dancing Rock the house until the ceiling come down Tell me, what you even asking? Why you talking about the real me now? I just got up out the casket Red in face, couldn't let it waste Tried to shoot it, make it in the basket Let me know where the stash is I might be failing God ay, yeah I think that I might be failing God Failing God