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Since 9-6, been on fire like napalm Niggas fold under the pressure but me, I remain calm Premeditated murder whenever I sing these songs Everybody sleeping on me, It’s time to ring the alarm nigga.. Well, wake up, wake up Time to get the cake up My niggas door to door with that powder like selling make up Mary Kay or Avon No middle men or liaisons So many dead niggas on me I could host a seance Shorty think I trap too much, but she love when I talk my shit Looking like a walking lick Nigga I ain’t flaunting shit Bro just put a leash on the dog, say he could walk a brick Bit the hand that fed and now he dead Ain't that some awkward shit? I heard the opps was huddled up But I could read the play Prayin for a pacc I bow my head, Amen, in Jesus name Tryna beat the pain Me and you could never be the same Used to take the train Now I’m walking through TSA with the bag on me Pocket full of blues, but ain’t no flag on me Before the pandemic, I kept some gloves and masks on me With my crash dummy Pray that he don’t crash on me We get nicked, then zip ya lips Or that’s yo ass homie I said, it’s the lone sinner at the tabernacle My Mormon bitch, she hide my bricks, she stash my packs in chapels (Thank you, baby!) Touchdown! Just poured a 4 inside a Snapple Apple Green beam I could hit a nigga in his Adam’s Apple We got Wessons, we got FNs, we got choppas galore Watch what you say on them cords Feds gon pop you for sure Every night pray to the lord they don’t knock on my door And though you might win you a battle You ain’t stopping the war Talking them fantasies My niggas shot his sanity up Khai just bought a baby Drake, he got a family of guns Slide on the reunion Make the whole family run I ain't got no kids I put that on my granny nem son My Abuelita daughter Diamonds Aquafina, water They like, "He’s a whore" I’m fuckin on the preacher's daughter What can I say? Bitch I’m Saint, but I be sinning tho They told me I was born to lose I still be winning tho I just ran an alley opp up off the pick and roll I promise we in different leagues, we got different goals I'm into making money flip, you into tricking hoes Silly rabbit Them tricks is for kids, just like the cereal!
Sanatçı: Saint Judah
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