Jean-baptiste Lyrics

There'd be a woman in this godforsaken town

Oh, how I wish I could go

Giving to people I know will bring me down

And if I ache I dare not show

Show my soul

It's stretched and torn

My soul

Is bleeding and worn

My soul

What we wait for

I wanna thank y'all for coming out tonight

It's been an amazing experience

I said, uh

Screaming long live the seaport

Long live the gangsters and long live the d boys

I knew I would make it, came a long way from these streets, boy

Call me Mr. Late Night with them jawns, I might have three, four

Uh, I did it all in the seaport

Understand they treat me like the dawn in the seaport

I might take you to this restaurant in the seaport

Shawty say she never even gone to the seaport

I say you never could've gone where I been through

So you have to picture me wrong when I been through

In the Audi or Tuesday morning, I'm in the Benz crew

With the shawties, so exotic, I gotta speak simple

And if it ain't true, homie, I can send through

Young bo, hit a three-pointer in a gym suit

On a drug boat with like three shorties in a swimsuit

Drunk hoes, they keep recoding everything, too

Uh, screaming long lay the seaport

I did it all in the seaport

Uh, I said they gon' remember me for

Screaming long live the seaport

I did it all in the seaport

I said we born in the seaport

I said they gon' remember me for

I said they gon' remember me for