Saint

Duration

3:23

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

For the block For the hood For the stake For my my mom I can do what it takes For the real For the family I don't play Don't you dare come a little closer I am not a saint I'm an ordinary kid, but I'm not a f#$@%n' saint I'd kill for my fam Even though we don't relate I got many friends but some of them are hella fake Looking at mirror when I need me some motivation For my niggas I can do whatever that it takes I say I'm not saint I'm fucking with these broads so take em to my crib Never shag it raw Coz these bitches ain't the same I never said I'm wrong Coz I do it my own way I am not a saint Killed or get killed That's the motherfuckn say We don't slay we kill we ain't got time for games Schurr schurr schurr When we pull up by ur place Shot shoot Then we leave the crime scene We leave No evidence & all my goons be smiling like they never shit Man. I've been grinding ever since 16 I've done a lot of nice things speople call it sins For the block For the hood For the stake For my my mom I can do what it takes For the real For the family I don't play Don't you dare come a little closer I am not a saint I'm an ordinary kid, but I'm not a f#$@%n' saint Did a couple bad things that I don't regret Ill probably loose sleep Everytime I go to bed Tranna change these changes To a figures I'm just saying And thse niggas tranna hold me down Like I don't really care I don't really care I don't play it fair Check the snap back Man it's matching with the Vans I just came back coz the game is sounding whack Tranna make some twitches and changes there n there I am not a saint (W ha t I do) Some really bad thangs What I do I've been getting juice but I've never been to church Prayers in the booth Hope the fans are getting blessed Cover all your tracks They sounding wet You Come behind my back. Like its gonna work I gat eyes where,at the back of my head I know all you're moves coz do the same thing again and again and againu Saint I'm not a saint Niggas want beef but they don't know how it tastes Niggas gonna speak till I pull the iron on my waist