Kannon's Corner ft. SAINT KID Lyrics

Pops told me prepare for war, they're just gonna keep on coming

Remember all the nights that I was hungry, I ain’t sleep for nothing

I'm not trusting anybody, faker than the Easter bunny

I don’t even battle no more... shit is just too easy for me

I've been tryna make a difference

Niggas talk but hate to listen

You can’t be a rapper part time, bro it takes commitment

You've been in the same position

Boy just tryna play the image

To me, that’s a straight up gimmick.. got the crown tailor-fitted

Ima turn my back, and listen

Add it, I'ma mathematician

I get on a track and diss him... turn into a apparition

Nigga this a bad a decision...

They said I've been acting different!

But it's out of passion, they do it for cash incentive

He's scared! Talking out a place of fear...

It’s cool... you know I love the taste of tears

To get where I’m at, might take you years...

And one wrong mistake might break careers!

Getting rid of dead weight, I don’t really fuck with y’all

Dumb nigga, ran a stop sign with a trunk of raw

Hustling my whole life, I been tryna duck a charge

Should’ve known he would snitch... when he fist bumped the sarge

I was in the station pacing...

Brother got locked up, fuck niggas making statements

We gon have to make arrangements!

When I got shot, I told the doctor: 'That might make me famous'...

Cracked a couple jokes like we were close, I’m his favorite patient

Ten toed, paper chasing

Backwoods, eggs and bacon

No lie, two peace signs-I'm the Aviator

One shot-aim, and take it

Joe Dirt-David Spade it

I know I’m the best, but I'ma beat him 'till I make him say it!

Necklace ain’t a 100K... you fronting with a chain that’s plated

Honoring my father, have a son-I'ma name him Franklin

Can’t wait for day I'm on a tour-taking planes to Vegas

Selling out a show... Swear that feeling-I just can’t explain it

I just can’t explain it

I just can’t explain it

Preaching to the choir 'till I faint...

Turn Kannon-to a Saint, Amen