Lyrics:
the smell
An everyday thing that I live to tell
Pulled out my Black Flys, covered up my red eyes
If that copper pulls me over well its lies, lies, lies
Dirty
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
way overcrowded
I can tell by your words you never heard bout me
My nigga go read a book till you learn bout me
It's K
Fold on the Gang and the squad I
Gucci to death, I'm really a gang by myself (Gucci gang)
Feelin' myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt (it's Gucci)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci
said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all
won't ever escape
By the way
I got special powers but don't ask me where
I got them
Just know that I use them so that you're aware
That I'm some sort
You can count on my love for sure,
(For sure, for sure)
Cause my love is unbreakable
Please tell me what's on your mind
I've been dying to know your
Well children by and by when the morning comes
All the saints of God together they come
We will tell the story how the Lord will come
And we'll
closer this love no be kiss and tell
2017 Remember nobody wan know me
I was ready to know the way but nobody wan show me
Could remember back then when owu
ooh yea
Swipe the card, you can charge, ooh yea
Talk to 'em Dolla $ign
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea
Let me tell 'em what I
lucky
All that my bigger brother tell me take another ass whoopin’ and see
By the rock ‘em sock ‘em roll bottle he believe that the owner is me
He
no killer but I keep some wit me I got lots of thugs
I put that work in by myself
Was never one to take a handout but ain't afraid to ask for help
I
claim the hood; what part you been?
Tell they lack heart; they all pretend
See the gates when the saints come marching in
I block, every pussy with
it all, trust me
So am I i tried to turn it all
Around hopin' you would change
And all that did is prove that
I too did some stupid things
Every
paper then make me some more
I'm tryna live right in this bitch I'ma tell satan a nigga want smoke
'Cause I'm feeling like Dylan back up you're too close
and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
was kneeling by his bed
In a manner poised and grand
I listened as he said his prayers
His voice came soft and low
He said, "God tell Saint Nicholas
watching
Over silent flocks by night
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light
Go, tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
And it's my fault I know that I shouldn't have lied
It's hard to stay right when you're doing all this wrong
And I did some shit before but that side of me
better get ya college in
Lil homie cant hold the strap he need some collagen
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole
would be the last try
But some addictions cannot be controlled
Is there any saint close to me?
Is there any saint close to me?
Yeah, I got my limits
shit
Tell me it'll be safer to say it in Swahili
They be wheeling you away if you
Say it in South Philly
Look, thirty shots
I'm shootin' to peel his top
overseas
I’m all covered in Saint Laurent
Just copped some denim jeans
Silence was where the pain came from
Til I knew it’s a piece of me
I’m a one
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