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rjldiablo - saint كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
hold the jam, in her head she wants to hold his hand
even though he’s bolder than
arrow b arrow in a g_nius annotation
she thinks he colder than, a man who molds a plan
his soul in tact, they rolling back
she knowing that, he throwing that
throw it at ’em, know i’m better now
young boy hates to shout
but he wants some clout
honey sweeter now
you know what this about
life’s a roundabout
it’s time to hand it out
none y’all make it out
the body’s taken out
why you faking now?
down the lake and out
pow the rake and shout
you wanna feel good
but you f_cking can’t
’cause you from the hood
but you shining like a lamp
building up your ego like a ramp
now your papa has turned into a tramp
you gotta find a safe place for the night
a place to hold camp
am i right?
your life has turned to sh_te
but just think that you might
make it out in the morning
you yawning, you survived
no more time to take a life
atleast you’re alright
atleast you’re alive
but you gotta grab the knife
’cause in this f_cking life
you gotta get a sight
of the stuff in this world every night
i wrap for you to munch
i rap for you and a bunch
but most rapper nowdays prefer to lean over it and hunch
i’m not one to judge, if you like to eat a f_dg_
but i’ll tap you with a nudge
but most likely you will not budge
’cause you’re putting on that new 645ar album
that’s the thing you motherf_ckers wanna turn up the volume
on these wack_ass record then you taking the valium
but i’ve used those rhymes before so this is out of order
filling up these songs with verses like i’m a h__rder
but i’m raising the bar like you raised your daughter
but y’all praising the stars like you phase your orders
but i’m getting sick of this now
you’re being sick on the crowd
you l!cking the dawg
but you think they give a f_ck?
you gotta ride ’round like a truck
gotta clean up your act like muck
heat up the tower like a cook (f_ck)
you gotta write with no hook
you gotta prove that you don’t suck
and you do it with no luck
someone says “hey look it’s success!”
you refuse to see, but then they say “no, look!”
and you see your f_cking chance
no need to f_cking prance
no need to make a dance
we don’t need another drake
shoot your shots like the lake’s
’cause even though you filled with hate
you still got me, your best mate
i gotta press f so big up shout out to nate
every night, gotta stay up very late
gotta fix any mistakes
you gotta find the master that’d make you a saint

[refrain]
make you a saint
make you a saint
make you a saint

[bridge]
i wrote it out, so hold it out
you know who it is
you know i’m movin’ this
fuming sh_t
i wrote it out, so hold it out
you know who it is
you know i’m movin’ this
fuming sh_t

[refrain]
make you a saint
make you a saint
make you a saint

- rjldiablo

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