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gold saint - 1998 cutlass sierra [p. lxrd rickky] كلمات الأغنية

hook:
i ain’t been sleep
in like a week
i’m feeling weak
but i ain’t beat
get on my feet
i hit the street
cuz i want food
but food ain’t cheap
i needs to eat (2x)

verse:
lemonade
up on my t–th
7 days
i’m feelin weak
want the weight
don’t wait on me
hit the plate
and take a swing
i don’t want fame
i want ring
spill champagne
up on my sneaks
i’m not mike j
i’m saint the king
i want my pay
cuz sh-t ain’t free
whats the play?
who playing d?
what’s a game?
when i’m in my own league
i’ll hit a stain
won’t stain my t
i’m switching lanes
while i roll up more weed
they say “no pain…
then there’s no gain”
well i’ve felt pain
so now what do i keep
do i feel shame
when i get blamed
for being sane
while surrounded by sheep?
they know your name
when they need thangs
but when that change
they gone lay around sleep
buts it’s okay
k you’ll be straight
keep up the pace
and follow my lead
i’m gold the saint
and i don’t paint
because i can’t
so i might as well preach
so just get bank
with no complaints
and if you ain’t
then how will you eat?

hook:
i ain’t been sleep
in like a week
i’m feeling weak
but i ain’t beat
get on my feet
i hit the street
cuz i want food
but food ain’t cheap
i needa eat

- gold saint

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