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still signing deals
After what they did to us, still
Convince you it's your only shot
Then you blow up from a song and die while still hot
Old friends try

Self Suicide

Goldie Lookin Chain

Straight Outta Newport

2005

gonna fall off the roof like the flid rod hull
We want people to sing all our songs
And the nuns at saint Joseph's rappin' on smokin' bongs
We wanna be

like a thug, I don’t do none small, all B-I-G
Back on my feet
Shawty on fleek
This ya shizznie
By the way you stare and flip ya hair I can tell you want

but nah: I took that
Made "endless solitude" after BUTTERFLY STITCHES and continued walking the path
Stuck to the plan. Still holding on with my heart

by 5, and poppin' pillies after 8
I see the dark side every night, yeah I know y’all can relate
Hit up anyone with letters, soul mate for day
Trackin'

Imma step on the stage, they be taking my pic
I sit back and get mine while yall stay in the mix
Ain't from New Orleans, they call me a saint, be like

one up me
No hairstylist, run up on me, get done up
Blah
Yeah, I'm after coins like Mario, Luigi
Ayo John, I seen her yesterday, her nigga still don't

I drifted hits 
Now I'm the kid, with you by the neck
And yo' momma' next if you tryna' threat

Oop, shit, uhh, yeah
God damn here it go again
Saint

shouldn’t judge an engine by the car’s chipped paint
Baby, I’m a fighter in the robes of a saint
Pull me through your fire but I feel no pain
I’ll be

are free and aint no lie the girls out on the strip ain't got nothin on you kid, aint got on ya we been down in saint rose and high as the cascades

gravity
How I ascended to the heavens from the dirty abyss
Where drug dealers get us stoned to death like Saint Steve
Cream of the crop in class, maybe weed

steppas I'm on it
Saint Laurent jacket to flex when I'm offset
Say I woo walk, break my foot, now I'm crippin
He shot a shot at my nigga bitch, now he be

Putting tape over your mouth is now the only key to survive?

Now that don't make since to me
But nothing anymore ever does
I kinda stopped caring after I

breathe knowing everything
About us you've erased
After all the moments we shared
All the great heights we chased
It's not fair that I'm alone in a world

apart
Even after your poisoned dart
Part of it's darkness let's be fair
Was already there from the start
So I guess even at your worst
Can't take credit

could possibly touch a heart with these little lines
And give my life for those after me like Jesus when he died
I ain't a saint, but I'm heaven

just like a figure eight[00:33.14]And once she hear this song I'll tell her meet me at the crib by eight[00:36.43]Back in the trap with the scammers

probably blocked but
Used to have nothing used to trap it by the store
Look at me now you prolly drown my wrist on froze
Straight up outta Bed-Stuy, real war

shit? 
Off the dome with it, like Iu0027m Franklin Saint 
Nigga I built this shit brick by brick 
How you whack a nigga, then put on his T-shirt
His wings

friend
Then i leave and laugh like seth rogan
He he he he he my man
I got my saint laurent jacket hit that whip like I'm a mime
Trevor Moran, oh man you

by in a Jeep had to let go the top(boom boom)
Finger on the trigger pull up with the Glock
Yo bitch pullin up got her hand on my cock
She putting my

you give me the loot, I'll be praying for
Yeah I'm praying for growth while you turn to a Pope
Yeah, you'll turn to a Saint and they'll call you, Big J

it comes in handy 
I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy 
But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy 
Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X

Pimp Twist

Kottonmouth Kings

Double Dose, Vol. 1: Hidden Stash/Og Dopeumentary

2009

it comes in handy 
I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy 
But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy 
Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X