S a i n t s R o w Lyrics

Sometimes I feel that need to cry but man I can't

I noticed how his absence changed the way a nigga think

Confused on lingered anger when I rap cuz I'm a saint right?

Nah' Ian a saint, just won't wonder where a can't

Lately, I been breaking barriers, like fuck what niggas say

Gave me weight and I'm gone carry it cuz' aint no other way

In my head, I kept secrets, cuz' I knew where it was safe

Til' them secrets sat so long it start feeling out of place

Made morals due to lack of a vision a role create

No petition my intuition control and roll my fate

Mediator turning villian in the music that he make

You critique and judge but just be real for jesus sake

Man in the mirror can't afford being condescending

All these niggas say the real but you know them niggas fake

Feel like he losing every day, even though they think he winning

He just used to niggas doubting and clowning him everyday

And now he stuck, confused, feeling the rhythm and blues

Feeling more independent the more he counting up blues

Honestly it's fuck the world, don't care if its sounding rude

Feeling more understanding, cuz he been in niggas shoes

Friends showing fake love but what it mean to a nigga

Tried to voice his opinion but what it mean to them niggas

Making different color bands what is green to a nigga?

Obsession for them dead presidents, a fiend for them niggas

Keeping my foot on they neck until my name is consecrated

Losing patience so isolation keeping me concentrated

Fuck tenacious, can't lose my patience til' I have operated

He got drums like a band but his niggas ain't tryna' play it

Since I plan on making bands hands consolidating

Too advanced I'm in a trance, flows incarcerated

Righting wrongs my left hand been getting tired of waiting

Misunderstood, they can't stand to discombobulated