Wraith Talk

It's young Saint on some brand new shit Got some drink in my cup Smoking bamboo sticks With my eyes on the road Right hand steer the whip Keep your two cents I don't even need that shit Hoes pick up when you get your bands up Funds get low then it's time to man up See these demons want your soul so I had to hang up Thanking God for the fall cause it made me stand up I just came up from the coast 031 up in this though Gotta get the dough for me then I split it with the bros Cause if I don't plant the seeds then how supposed to grow Can't expect to feel the highs, we ain't go through all the lows Dee told me it's a lotta things he need I said I gotchu just to put his mind at ease Something's changing I can feel it in the breeze They ain't wanna open doors so I had to find the keys Jordan's on your sole but tell me where's your soul Bobba Fett that mean these rappers sound like clones I ain't judging man I leave to each their own Cause it's only matter of time till I'm sitting on the throne So forgive me for lack of pity I'm reckless when off the Henny I'm stepping inside the booth guess I'm superman to my city Rolling up on the sticky And smoking it till I'm dizzy The swagger is kinda hippy And dancing just like I'm Diddy cause It's young Saint on some brand new shit Got some drink in my cup Smoking bamboo sticks With my eyes on the road Right hand steer the whip Keep your two cents I don't even need that shit Hoes pick up when you get your bands up Funds get low then it's time to man up See these demons want your soul so I had to hang up Thanking God for the fall cause it made me stand up I been out here on my grind Gotta say what's on my mind Rappers always biting lines I got bigger fish to fry See I'm more than meets the eye They are blind leading the blind Tried to hang me out to dry But I read between the lines Gotta keep on flying high Gliding through the friendly skies Even through the rain and shine See I been through all the highs And I been through all the lows Cause forgiving what I know Is what made me so divine Cause its young Saint on some brand new Ain't take over the game but I got plans to One man on a mission guess I'm Rambo See the way I be feeling man I can't lose Cause it's young Saint on some brand new shit Got some drink in my cup Smoking bamboo sticks With my eyes on the road Right hand steer the whip Keep your two cents I don't even need that shit Hoes pick up when you get your bands up Funds get low then it's time to man up See these demons want your soul so I had to hang up Thanking God for the fall cause it made me stand up