Saint Lyrics

They call me a saint

Won't debate it

I chased off my demons

And made it, I'm patient

Mind racing

But you can tell that by the cadence

I move like a saint but don't get it mistaken

Bags under eyes like I need a vacation

Locked and loaded focused on paper chasing

I'm keeping focused

Got blue bills in rotation

Complacent niggas

Always ask for donations

Since graduation

I ain't stop I've been hitting the books

Still in the kitchen still itching to cook

I don't know what she saw when she gave me that look

But a nigga look back and that's all that it took

They call me a saint

Ain't no bishop or rook

But I'll pick up my piece

Let it off like a crook

Pick up the piece let it off

Bet I

Pick up the piece let it off

Pick the piece up, let it off

I'm the coldest

Please give me a chance to defrost

She want it I'll cop

I don't care bout the cost

Grew up a lil nigga

But turned to a boss

And imma go hard

Till I'm buried in moss

And if I head off

Best believe it's ya loss

Pulled stacks so fast

Niggas thought they were props

And

I cannot hear you

Over this exhaust

I promise you

Two cents won't equal a dollar my nigga

Got cuban links all on the collar my nigga

I count em all up like I'm a scholar, my nigga

Got bitches who beg me to call em my nigga

They come from the trap

But we came out the trenches

Ten toes on the field

Niggas watch from the benches

I'm moving I'm moving

Life getting expensive

I'll Get to the top

That's the only incentive

I need

Cop a couple swisher sweets

Light em up for the tree

My name on her tongue

Speaking like she know me

I'm shooting my shot

And aim for the threes

I'm Kobe I'm Kobe

Twenty-four with the Tee

When it comes to getting rich

I'll give you tips

For the free

Ducking in and out of lanes

Whip ain't got no

Backseat

And I'm too sick, like the flu

Ain't no vaccine for me

Busy nigga, watch the clock

Cause my time isn't cheap

Yuh

Yuh

Might need a promotion

A nigga keep going

Duracell pack

I won't run out of gas

And These niggas like sharks

How they watch for the motion

One drop of blood

Nigga think he a thug

But when the flood come

Better start proving devotion

Cook em with some A1

I ain't got no emotion

But if any day one's

Get hungry I'm folding