Alterations

Saint, Profound boy Stay around the void Straight to the point Silencing your noise You'll never see me toyin' Blueprints, I've done made my choice Foot printin' the soil In case you done miss my voice Who's this? Who's this calling me? Who's this? Who's this bugging me? Who's she? Who's you? Who's her man Who's her stan? Who's the man? Ayy Girl, I'm tryna have you Cause playing with me might end up in you without your costume You're destructive, I'm distractive You got accents, yeah, I reckon I got assets, I'm no have-not They got aspects, I'm omega of his reign I father these words like Twain Leave the mark of his one name They gon' bite me like some nails I don't bite back, you're on read I got status by the way I got status just in case I got rich, that's on my face I got rich, that's on TA I burn bridges to naysayers or the peeps who in for play I'm gon' hit a shawwty up, she gon' neck me while I pray I got rich, that's on my face I got status just in case A lot of this, lot of that Lot of bags, Lot of cash More of that And they, and they getting mad Saint, Profound boy Stay around the void Straight to the point Silencing your noise You'll never see me toyin' Blueprints, I've done made my choice Foot printin' the soil In case you done miss my voice Soul I've almost set my goals I've almost set my Imma play my role Then go back to my soul Imma get back I keep tying the threads Delay the holy path Never go away but I'm for experiment Nothing changes, man, if you don't become the man Who's stories that you knit, who's legend that you sing State is just a vibe, Don't treat it like objects What goes out comes around Used to be afraid and all Quite many times But anyhow I got up on my feet Got up on my feet Picking myself up Picking myself up I got him with me I got her with me I got it with me I got it with me And I say 'fore I do Every word's a clue