(Hook x2 SJ) Game is broke only hope that i bring the remedy/
That why im blowing out smoke an sipping this Hennessey/,
Find out your friends aint really what they pretend to be/
But they aint getting Rid of me like theres literally ten of me/
//1st verse - Saint James
They aint getting rid of me like theres literally ten of me/
I'm going off the trail, by myself like I'm whipping in a Jeep/
Fuck all these bitchs that be spitting it in the industry/
I'm hitting them like Kennedy, send shots at all my enemies/
Ten deep an we in this bitch bucking,/ Rolling up blunts an we smoking an puffing,/
Alot on my mind but right now stressing nothing./
Got my demons pinned down, I ain't trying let them up./
An Trying see better days I'm tired of
suffering./
Im walking round pouting just huffing an puffing./
I'm coming up bumping shit hot as the oven./
I'm supabad on a track call me mcloving./
An I be hustling from sun down to sun up./
most my time grinding, Cuz im on the come up./
Wish some of these spitters would just fucking shut up./
They talking ain't walking an they never knuck up./
Or these bitchs too pretty am act like they stuck up./
Start flashing they cash an that's when I run up./
A flash from the gat, an that's not what I wanted./
I'm out here starving need food in my stomach./
I keep it 100 these bitchs ain't half of that./
There's sharks in the habitat, narcs an a lota rat's./
Why I'm hitting it out the park when I'm up at bat./
No time for this bullshit cuz I've had enough of that./
I'm like a lumber jack chopping them down. /
Aim for the top an I'm comping the crown./
Put that on my momma not stop by these clown. /
For all my dead homies I'm pouring out crown/
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I think a better mix would benefit yall did ur thing tho flow and bars 🔥
Appreciate it bro 💯
@saintjames502 nigga u got it thats fact. pierced u killed this n that aint a lie. the beat fits ur flow ✔
(Hook x2 SJ) Game is broke only hope that i bring the remedy/ That why im blowing out smoke an sipping this Hennessey/, Find out your friends aint really what they pretend to be/ But they aint getting Rid of me like theres literally ten of me/ //1st verse - Saint James They aint getting rid of me like theres literally ten of me/ I'm going off the trail, by myself like I'm whipping in a Jeep/ Fuck all these bitchs that be spitting it in the industry/ I'm hitting them like Kennedy, send shots at all my enemies/ Ten deep an we in this bitch bucking,/ Rolling up blunts an we smoking an puffing,/ Alot on my mind but right now stressing nothing./ Got my demons pinned down, I ain't trying let them up./ An Trying see better days I'm tired of suffering./ Im walking round pouting just huffing an puffing./ I'm coming up bumping shit hot as the oven./ I'm supabad on a track call me mcloving./ An I be hustling from sun down to sun up./ most my time grinding, Cuz im on the come up./ Wish some of these spitters would just fucking shut up./ They talking ain't walking an they never knuck up./ Or these bitchs too pretty am act like they stuck up./ Start flashing they cash an that's when I run up./ A flash from the gat, an that's not what I wanted./ I'm out here starving need food in my stomach./ I keep it 100 these bitchs ain't half of that./ There's sharks in the habitat, narcs an a lota rat's./ Why I'm hitting it out the park when I'm up at bat./ No time for this bullshit cuz I've had enough of that./ I'm like a lumber jack chopping them down. / Aim for the top an I'm comping the crown./ Put that on my momma not stop by these clown. / For all my dead homies I'm pouring out crown/
@saintjames502 ft myself
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hood threat