No Heat

Saints turn to sinnin when they have no heat
Wrongs turn to right when there's nothing to eat
When your house so cold that you can't even sleep
Saints turn to sinning when they have no

February 2013
Back in the day when i had no heat
Had to scratch and claw, hustle to eat
My situation had me out roamin the street
Shoes busted up feel the cold in my feet
Feel the truth of my life
Floatin through this beat
Hard times bring out ya friends and ya enemies
Had one motherfucker tryna pull guns on me
Had some beef with my homie yeah I don't play that, see
We were all at the spot
Bout a hundred toes deep
Dude tip toed up with the gat strapped
Tryna catch me and the crew in a cat nap quietly
Knocked at the door and backtracked
Wannabe thugs turn into pussies in a rat trap
This ain't the end, it was only beginning
Coldest days of my life when the darkness was winning

Saints turn to sinnin when they have no heat
Wrongs turn to right when there's nothing to eat
When your house so cold that you can't even sleep
Saints turn to sinning when they have no heat
Saints turn to sinnin when they have no heat
Wrongs turn to right when there's nothing to eat
When your house so cold that you can't even sleep
Saints turn to sinning when they have no

Some days I couldn't eat till 2 AM
Hoping Circle K was throwing out food again
Thank god I didn't have my 9 back then
Woulda ran up with a mask when third shift clocked in
Was gettin robbed like every other week
One bad decision away from that bein me
Had to formulate a plan so i could smoke and eat
Homie had a move to help me get some heat
12 AM now it's time to bundle up
My brodie pulling up in his heavy chevy truck
Threw me a couple cigs i was grateful as fuck
We got to the spot had to be 10 below
Worked all night long in that blinding snow
Stole all of the metal hope that they don't show
I'll never forget the time of my life
Sometimes you gotta steal just to make it through the night

Saints turn to sinnin when they have no heat
Wrongs turn to right when there's nothing to eat
When your house so cold that you can't even sleep
Saints turn to sinning when they have no heat
Saints turn to sinnin when they have no heat
Wrongs turn to right when there's nothing to eat
When your house so cold that you can't even sleep
Saints turn to sinning when they have no heat
Saints turn to sinnin when they have no heat
Wrongs turn to right when there's nothing to eat
When your house so cold that you can't even sleep
Saints turn to sinning when they have no heat
Saints turn to sinnin when they have no heat
Wrongs turn to right when there's nothing to eat
When your house so cold that you can't even sleep
Saints turn to sinning when they have no heat



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Salata
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