I'm not a saint
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from it
I got roaches and rats
In my backyard
I got secrets
When I die
They'll never know
I got a side to me
That'll never show
Judge who I am
Please judge who I am
Im not a saint
Im far from it
Im not the worse
But I'm part of it
I've betrayed my friends
I've disowned my fams
My ego my pride my main problem
I've tried to change each year that I've aged.
I sing bout my past I sing bout my rage
How am a artist when I'm a afraid of the stage
My ADHD,PTSD child traumas
They Got the best of me.
They got me f*cked up, yeah it got me f*cked up.
They ain't ya friends, they ya friends with benefits.
God forgive those who don't know better
Forgive me cause I knew better
They fooled once, made me a fool
They fooled twice, made me a school
Sometimes I care, sometimes I don't
I felt soo much, till I felt no more
The things you do don't bother me
You could call mi ah dunce, an ass and ah bitch
What you've said, ain't half of the shit
Each day they give me reasons to let go
I smoke a spliff and i look out my window
I look across see my neighbor he got crack in his pipe he needs help but he's living his life She has 5 kids not a nigga in sight, bro only 6 and he's puffing his life.
Point and Villa, sleepless nights.
9-5 till am 65? 9-5 till I end up dead?
Or easy money jus to end up with lead
Nothing really last, not even your pain
You could gain fame, by risking your brain
Soo many different circles, how should I stay sane?
My pops said that I shouldn't cry
When he died, I shed tears, man couldn't lie.
My main motto everyday is do or die.
Came here to live, but instead I survive.
My social , says that I'm government owned, jus for dem to give me the rest that I'm owed...my chest hurts with the hatred I've stored. I've never envied, that's black genocide.
Mi and my gyal like Bonnie and Clyde
I can't trust the streets, so I look cross eyed
I keep looking up, cant see the downside
They tried to attack, but the play was offside, my gurl love beef, made her my war bride. We moved to the south, on the far side. I'm a good friend but I ain't friendly.
Gotta watch who hates on the white Bentley. They wanna be rich while they leave you poor , they wanna see you suffer. Just some more. That's crazy...
I got roaches and rats
In my backyard
Muh hab secrets
Even when I die
They'll never know
I got a side to me
That'll never show
Judge who I am
Please judge who I am
Am not a saint
Im far from it
Im not the worse
But I'm part of it
I've betrayed my friends
I've disowned my fams
My ego my pride my main problem
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I'm not a saint
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from it
I got roaches and rats
In my backyard
I got secrets
When I die
They'll never know
I got a side to me
That'll never show
Judge who I am
Please judge who I am
Im not a saint
Im far from it
Im not the worse
But I'm part of it
I've betrayed my friends
I've disowned my fams
My ego my pride my main problem
I've tried to change each year that I've aged.
I sing bout my past I sing bout my rage
How am a artist when I'm a afraid of the stage
My ADHD,PTSD child traumas
They Got the best of me.
They got me f*cked up, yeah it got me f*cked up.
They ain't ya friends, they ya friends with benefits.
God forgive those who don't know better
Forgive me cause I knew better
They fooled once, made me a fool
They fooled twice, made me a school
Sometimes I care, sometimes I don't
I felt soo much, till I felt no more
The things you do don't bother me
You could call mi ah dunce, an ass and ah bitch
What you've said, ain't half of the shit
Each day they give me reasons to let go
I smoke a spliff and i look out my window
I look across see my neighbor he got crack in his pipe he needs help but he's living his life She has 5 kids not a nigga in sight, bro only 6 and he's puffing his life.
Point and Villa, sleepless nights.
9-5 till am 65? 9-5 till I end up dead?
Or easy money jus to end up with lead
Nothing really last, not even your pain
You could gain fame, by risking your brain
Soo many different circles, how should I stay sane?
My pops said that I shouldn't cry
When he died, I shed tears, man couldn't lie.
My main motto everyday is do or die.
Came here to live, but instead I survive.
My social , says that I'm government owned, jus for dem to give me the rest that I'm owed...my chest hurts with the hatred I've stored. I've never envied, that's black genocide.
Mi and my gyal like Bonnie and Clyde
I can't trust the streets, so I look cross eyed
I keep looking up, cant see the downside
They tried to attack, but the play was offside, my gurl love beef, made her my war bride. We moved to the south, on the far side. I'm a good friend but I ain't friendly.
Gotta watch who hates on the white Bentley. They wanna be rich while they leave you poor , they wanna see you suffer. Just some more. That's crazy...
I got roaches and rats
In my backyard
Muh hab secrets
Even when I die
They'll never know
I got a side to me
That'll never show
Judge who I am
Please judge who I am
Am not a saint
Im far from it
Im not the worse
But I'm part of it
I've betrayed my friends
I've disowned my fams
My ego my pride my main problem
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from
I'm not a saint
I'm far from it
I got roaches and rats
In my backyard
I got secrets
When I die
They'll never know
I got a side to me
That'll never show
Judge who I am
Please judge who I am
Im not a saint
Im far from it
Im not the worse
But I'm part of it
I've betrayed my friends
I've disowned my fams
My ego my pride my main problem
I've tried to change each year that I've aged.
I sing bout my past I sing bout my rage
How am a artist when I'm a afraid of the stage
My ADHD,PTSD child traumas
They Got the best of me.
They got me f*cked up, yeah it got me f*cked up.
They ain't ya friends, they ya friends with benefits.
God forgive those who don't know better
Forgive me cause I knew better
They fooled once, made me a fool
They fooled twice, made me a school
Sometimes I care, sometimes I don't
I felt soo much, till I felt no more
The things you do don't bother me
You could call mi ah dunce, an ass and ah bitch
What you've said, ain't half of the shit
Each day they give me reasons to let go
I smoke a spliff and i look out my window
I look across see my neighbor he got crack in his pipe he needs help but he's living his life She has 5 kids not a nigga in sight, bro only 6 and he's puffing his life.
Point and Villa, sleepless nights.
9-5 till am 65? 9-5 till I end up dead?
Or easy money jus to end up with lead
Nothing really last, not even your pain
You could gain fame, by risking your brain
Soo many different circles, how should I stay sane?
My pops said that I shouldn't cry
When he died, I shed tears, man couldn't lie.
My main motto everyday is do or die.
Came here to live, but instead I survive.
My social , says that I'm government owned, jus for dem to give me the rest that I'm owed...my chest hurts with the hatred I've stored. I've never envied, that's black genocide.
Mi and my gyal like Bonnie and Clyde
I can't trust the streets, so I look cross eyed
I keep looking up, cant see the downside
They tried to attack, but the play was offside, my gurl love beef, made her my war bride. We moved to the south, on the far side. I'm a good friend but I ain't friendly.
Gotta watch who hates on the white Bentley. They wanna be rich while they leave you poor , they wanna see you suffer. Just some more. That's crazy...
I got roaches and rats
In my backyard
Muh hab secrets
Even when I die
They'll never know
I got a side to me
That'll never show
Judge who I am
Please judge who I am
Am not a saint
Im far from it
Im not the worse
But I'm part of it
I've betrayed my friends
I've disowned my fams
My ego my pride my main problem
Writer: Joel George
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