sa₼s♂n Lyrics

Yuh, uh yeah

I'd talk some shit to somebody that I ain't

Never even talk about, yuh

Cos I don't do gossip, I ain't like them shorties

That got them an open mouth, yuh

Cos I do a lot less hate, when I'm locked in

I'm like a Loch Ness when I'm in a hot mess

I been kinda jobless, yuh

But a couple of applies later God provides an opportunity

Hooks me up with a team, who tryna deem

Me as president, I don't do lean

But when I lean in, they hesitant

I'm straight-forward, I'ma be keen and genuine

Lettin em in my residence

And whether I cut em and they bleedin

Or disagree between settlements

Then I'ma be ready for everything that they got goin

No Delilahs ain't got me, cos I ain't showin a beat of meat

Get no slutty teen eyes glowin

Even in the industry away from Henessy, only water

Me and Skav rowing, I start lookin like Thor

And changing skin like I'm low-key the heir under Odin

Yeah, who am I tryna be? Is it biblical, is it physically accurate

Well, evidently, my words like a campfire tellin stories

Through poetry and all of it's being done intently, like yuh

I'm lookin like Samson, long hair, big calcium Bones

And we tandem, we making bread-Rolls drivin no Phantoms

We not big enough for no cameras yeah

You can't plan it, to the top from the Atlantic

For the Cleito, Atlantis, we ain't famous uh

Yuh, feel like I'm breaking out

Red in the face and all over the place, I'm embarassed to say

That I've wasted miles, I ain't the god but surely a demi of rap

I could prolly be Shady's child, I'm on a rainy isle

Not a lot of support, but objective permanence

I'm gon stay awhile, like that make a baby smile

If you ain't gettin it, you probably not the demographic

Longitudinal impact, like 2010 Haiti man you better catch it, Bones

I keep it brief don't need a brief-case, yuh

Don't care if you mess with my brothers, they got it themselves

Yuh, uh okay let's go

I'm lookin like Samson, long hair, big calcium Bones

And we tandem, we making bread-Rolls drivin no Phantoms

We not big enough for no cameras yeah

You can't plan it, to the top from the Atlantic

For the Cleito, Atlantis, we ain't famous uh

Yuh, uh, lookin like Samson

What are these boys doing still doubtin

I need a answer

Can't see my road, that a hill or a mountain?

Start the expansion

Headlines gon go wild, yeah

Ending the scansion, ye