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Saint Video (MV)




Performed By: Ray León
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Ray Hall




Ray León - Saint Lyrics
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I might have to spazz on em really
Got a goal that set for me to make 7 figures
I've been tryna use my words
Instead of pulling that trigger
So they don't sentence me for causing homicide on these niggas
I rep the city the most
I think it's time for a toast
I ain't signed but careers are going so faint
That shit ghost
I took some Ls I'm my career too
But bounced back
Like Robert Downey
Don't you see the suit
That's just how it goes
I got that juice
She see the drip
She wanna drip too
I flexed on my exes like I'm benching
I look nice too
Shawty getting salty cause I moved on
And she bad too
She straight up harassing a nigga
That's Hashtag Metoo!
These rappers see through
Never been a saint
I don't really see a problem
I been getting lit
I been drowning in these bottles
I ain't got no time to play games with these models
Never been saint
That's alright tho
I've been really in my zone tho
They say it but they won't tho
I'm cut throat
Compare me to Bundy
But I ain't white tho!
Meaning I cut off hoes
They're dead weight
Like I had BBL
She want BBC
But she be tripping so she'll probably fail
I see niggas hating I send shots
And then I wish them well
I'm cynical
I didn't need a doctor
I can f*cking tell
I've been making money off this music
That's without deal
So when I blow
It's like my son is Damien
I'm raising hell!
I got it popping in 2019
And I'm thinking it's bout time, oh yeah
I'm blowing minds
Like they ran outta of sandwiches
Inside of Popeyes, oh yeah
Y'all niggas know that I'm wilding
I came from the chi
Without 9 lives, oh yeah
I'm a survivor
I out ran the bullets
And look it
I'm still alive, oh yeah
My mind I lost it
F*ck all that crossed me
My whole year's
Looking like a bomb in Bouton
Rappers looking like the Nazis
After finding out Obama was taking office
This shit is crazy
I might just get famous
Or maybe die faded
Whichever my fate is
I'll then say I made it!
Just make sure they
Running my daughter those payments!
And save it
I know we don't talk that much
But if you're listening
Then god
My whole life it's nuts
I keep on falling into fraud
With all these weak friendships
They'll slowly die until my mic gives up
I couldn't make this up
Never been a saint
I don't really see a problem
I been getting lit
I been drowning in these bottles
I ain't got no time to play games with these models
Never been saint
That's alright tho
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah
Never been a saint!
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I might have to spazz on em really
Got a goal that set for me to make 7 figures
I've been tryna use my words
Instead of pulling that trigger
So they don't sentence me for causing homicide on these niggas
I rep the city the most
I think it's time for a toast
I ain't signed but careers are going so faint
That shit ghost
I took some Ls I'm my career too
But bounced back
Like Robert Downey
Don't you see the suit
That's just how it goes
I got that juice
She see the drip
She wanna drip too
I flexed on my exes like I'm benching
I look nice too
Shawty getting salty cause I moved on
And she bad too
She straight up harassing a nigga
That's Hashtag Metoo!
These rappers see through
Never been a saint
I don't really see a problem
I been getting lit
I been drowning in these bottles
I ain't got no time to play games with these models
Never been saint
That's alright tho
I've been really in my zone tho
They say it but they won't tho
I'm cut throat
Compare me to Bundy
But I ain't white tho!
Meaning I cut off hoes
They're dead weight
Like I had BBL
She want BBC
But she be tripping so she'll probably fail
I see niggas hating I send shots
And then I wish them well
I'm cynical
I didn't need a doctor
I can f*cking tell
I've been making money off this music
That's without deal
So when I blow
It's like my son is Damien
I'm raising hell!
I got it popping in 2019
And I'm thinking it's bout time, oh yeah
I'm blowing minds
Like they ran outta of sandwiches
Inside of Popeyes, oh yeah
Y'all niggas know that I'm wilding
I came from the chi
Without 9 lives, oh yeah
I'm a survivor
I out ran the bullets
And look it
I'm still alive, oh yeah
My mind I lost it
F*ck all that crossed me
My whole year's
Looking like a bomb in Bouton
Rappers looking like the Nazis
After finding out Obama was taking office
This shit is crazy
I might just get famous
Or maybe die faded
Whichever my fate is
I'll then say I made it!
Just make sure they
Running my daughter those payments!
And save it
I know we don't talk that much
But if you're listening
Then god
My whole life it's nuts
I keep on falling into fraud
With all these weak friendships
They'll slowly die until my mic gives up
I couldn't make this up
Never been a saint
I don't really see a problem
I been getting lit
I been drowning in these bottles
I ain't got no time to play games with these models
Never been saint
That's alright tho
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah
Never been a saint!
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Writer: Ray Hall
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