SAINTS. (feat. Rick Ross)
Ayo
Check
Look
Can you feel it?
Woke the demon up to even my odds to win
The bigger the light
The quicker they come
Not losing a bet today
They know me now I'm fixed up
Ain't trynna go broke again
Let's hit the parade
See all these years been trynna get
(Over the fence)
Can't even lie or pretend
They over looking cos they know I'm
(better than them)
Life's a movie on demand
Watch how I'm building my way up
Goat status
Dreams will pay off
And I shoot for goal
Playoffs
Life your cigar
So blaze off
Yeah it's time to blow
I've been moving in stealth the moves are super quiet
I've been ticking the bomb but got no time so
Got it all figured out
Can never shut me off
Count me out
Knocking down every door unannounced
Rolling stone rock
See O'damm, time to go kill 'em again
Bitch don't give a fuck don't make me Riddle your pain
It's in name
Bleeding will not be in vein
Ain't no way that we gone stop
Had to pick up a new brush
Bring heat to the scene
Kill 'em, repeat
You know the routine
You know what time it is... (Maybach Music)
Hunnid stacks on the watch
Hunnid blocks on the dot
Ricky Ross new whip
Tennis shoes and the socks
I'm up in secret city
Yeah that boy got that bling on
You better get the phone
Them bricks selling like ring tones
I'm stepping out fresh
I'm stepping out clean
My nigga young mob the boy D.P.C
When I'm up in the D
We gone stunt like a dawg
My niggas dropped out of school
But we subject to ball
Don't worry bout the crackers cause the crackers ain't sharp
How I'm looking in the Phantom
Bitch you know that I'm the mob
See the grill in the front
I get the feeling of flaunts
Fuck how you feeling
Ricky Ross I get a million a month
So mob, so mob
How I get it so mob
Pulling up to the trap
Fresh off of blow jobs
Yeah them thousand-dollar jeans
Pussy niggas tell lies
If you waiting on the side
Boy just hit my cell back
Check
Look
Can you feel it?
Woke the demon up to even my odds to win
The bigger the light
The quicker they come
Not losing a bet today
They know me now I'm fixed up
Ain't trynna go broke again
Let's hit the parade
See all these years been trynna get
(Over the fence)
Can't even lie or pretend
They over looking cos they know I'm
(better than them)
Life's a movie on demand
Watch how I'm building my way up
Goat status
Dreams will pay off
And I shoot for goal
Playoffs
Life your cigar
So blaze off
Yeah it's time to blow
I've been moving in stealth the moves are super quiet
I've been ticking the bomb but got no time so
Got it all figured out
Can never shut me off
Count me out
Knocking down every door unannounced
Rolling stone rock
See O'damm, time to go kill 'em again
Bitch don't give a fuck don't make me Riddle your pain
It's in name
Bleeding will not be in vein
Ain't no way that we gone stop
Had to pick up a new brush
Bring heat to the scene
Kill 'em, repeat
You know the routine
You know what time it is... (Maybach Music)
Hunnid stacks on the watch
Hunnid blocks on the dot
Ricky Ross new whip
Tennis shoes and the socks
I'm up in secret city
Yeah that boy got that bling on
You better get the phone
Them bricks selling like ring tones
I'm stepping out fresh
I'm stepping out clean
My nigga young mob the boy D.P.C
When I'm up in the D
We gone stunt like a dawg
My niggas dropped out of school
But we subject to ball
Don't worry bout the crackers cause the crackers ain't sharp
How I'm looking in the Phantom
Bitch you know that I'm the mob
See the grill in the front
I get the feeling of flaunts
Fuck how you feeling
Ricky Ross I get a million a month
So mob, so mob
How I get it so mob
Pulling up to the trap
Fresh off of blow jobs
Yeah them thousand-dollar jeans
Pussy niggas tell lies
If you waiting on the side
Boy just hit my cell back
Credits
Writer(s): William Leonard Roberts, Lenton Hutton, Ashanti Douglas
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