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