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saint - make you lyrics
intro
roll up a porto blunt now i’m halfway back home
plug your headphones in your phone
and sit back, this is my truth to each is own
leave me alone it’s just me and the microphone, word up
verse 1
h-llboy i got my h-rns chopped off
a real dim halo but i’m still connected to god
so if they wanna take my life, shoot me with rounds of applause
i’ll just be closer to him and looking right down at y’all and applaud
returned home, a fallen saint from the start
i’m just playing, i’m just lyrically smart
how they got food around the house but caption say “stack or starve”?
i think that’s trying too hard, i think that’s trying too hard
but everybody to themselves
lessons of things coming in parallels
looking for a ring probably fall deep inside a well
with samara waiting for you, man i honestly wish you well
love em then you trust em they turn and go kiss and tell, oh well. hot headed, hair looking like beckham odell
don’t wanna settle i want weekends in different motels
route 66, in my caddy on that highway to h-ll
performing every night, get on the stage let the lyrics repel
hook
hearing , make your money but don’t let it make you
make your money don’t forget to pay your dues
same dudes you owe money too, that payment come overdue
can’t skip em, you cannot snooze
now turn your brain to loose screws uh
make your money but don’t let it make you
make your money don’t forget to pay your dues
same dudes you owe money too, that payment come overdue
can’t miss em, you cannot snooze
now turn your brain to loose screws uh
verse 2
back to early nights cold mornings and rainy days
stay in my complex north york door number 5a
see all my blessings through grey lens and plenty shade
i used to wear gl-sses my sight had started to fade
but back then i ain’t need them, rather insight i’d say
not long chains, different coloured by the neck like parades
of martis gras, cuz if they start eyeing your never safe
no sagging, baggy clothes, i’d rather wear something straight
plus everybody moving sick until the day that they sign us
hey bro she told you she a virgin but u ain’t pop no hymen
that’s no blood, but they claim war the moment they say they’d find us
something like they losing sight i said it before, rewind it
so put your hands up this a motherf-cking robbery
i’m just kidding but the same reaction is caused when saint speaks
heads bumping, and all i hear is “he’s doing it properly”
it’s no coincidence that all my beats ending in 33
is that jesus speaking to me or the devil closer then he
it’s no coincidence that all my beats ending in 33
is that jesus speaking to me or the devil closer then he
but nonetheless i do it all with gods -ssist
i can beat them with my songs that’s why there’s b-ss and lots of kicks
punches from the hooks that’s only coming strictly my fist
youtube beats, what happens every time that i go cl!ck? remix remix
eat the beat like a cannibal
that’s just another whole part of me
my panic attacks feel just like popping an artery
lot of people have it worst, for them i’m a martyr see
listen to lyrics load them, use them as armoury
through the harmonies, conducted through honesty
let the music take my soul, sold it to all my beats
writing in my next life, probably what keeps on happening
hook
hearing, make your money but don’t let it make you
make your money don’t forget to pay your dues
same dudes you owe money too, that payment come overdue
can’t skip em, you cannot snooze
now turn your brain to loose screws uh
make your money but don’t let it make you
make your money don’t forget to pay your dues
same dudes you owe money too, that payment come overdue
can’t miss em, you cannot snooze
now turn your brain to loose screws uh
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