saint

Long ways, dancing til tomorrow don't come I'm a young, ass nigga with some fire on the tongue Pair of lungs, I could split em still be spitting like the one Niggas hate him in the kitchen bet they dig in when he's done, huh Feeling lucky so I oughta let it run, huh Feeling hopeful they gon love him when it's all black And left my friends on read, hope they call back Lost match Separated from his own pack Hold that When the fire don't start And this shit don't spark Will you still be a part of me Know I try to be a garden but it's hard for me Fruits of labor all been staying in the cart for me I could never figure out just what they want for me Or what they want from me I just want to hold the feeling when you comfort me And I need it in abundance don't you run from me Got the Midas I'd be shining if I wiped away the tears Niggas only want it if it's here Nowadays I try and see it clear enough To peer, through the niggas that are near to me Preservation if you dear to me I just do it for the people that are here for me Love you and I hope I see you in the next life And if it all turns around and we the opposite of down Ima lift you up we moving to the next height Never let you go I ain't never want to let you go Really ain't the type to let you go Promise ima never let you go