Lyrics

I was covered head to toe in my own ashes Showed God my hard work, cause I bleed my passions I am not a Synagogue, don't bring me your worship But I swear to God they couldn't see me in this word shit Yeah, I'm feelin like I left a meeting with Jesus of Nazareth Feeling good I cleared my life of these evil inhabitants It was well worth it like turning well water to wine Saint has to be the holy one, hell, look he's divine Damn, look at the time You'd rather spend your last dime on a figurative one Your days gone by since you lied to the prodigal son You're closer to Python While my creed leads me to be more like Apollo Fitting shoes for those who thought I wasn't built for this battle Sober thoughts she must've had before she hopped on and straddled Took it high Took it low Rockin harder than metal Then she ran to tell her friends, like a trackstar tattle Thinking if things were different, she saw the difference with me She know her man at home's a lil fish, like anchovies Eyeing me like I'm the prize Asked her "What you tryna see?" Said at 1 she'll slide the highway with her answer and some tree Immediately could read her aura, singing body on me Got closer, bounced on it Saw there's no waste with me Drove the long way home in quiet disbelief Questioning if I'm the best there'd ever be (But I knew I was!) Buddha been steering me clearer than my wheel bearing Snow Pro always supporting the weight my ride'll carry Why you so obsessed? I could tell by the way you're staring Shooting off your cannon can't be mistaken for caring can it? That's my mistake, dammit For thinking that I could plan it The universe got a different plot, I just gotta plant it I grew from the downfall, where they left my ashes soaking Claiming it's out of love, yet your heart is clearly broken Told me I'm enhanced as a man (But I knew I was!) Still got no second chances Changed up the way you move I'll find another dancer Now Ima do me Liable to light the weed before I'd light your man's up Just cause I'm a different breed Other dogs would only bark cause it's all they know how to speak You let them bury a bone, won't be more than tongue in cheek Can't be comfortable at home, if you're worried about a leash Put up with the highs and lows even though you know he's weak (Yeah I knew he was!) Isn't often love will let you Air Jordan your grievances Not to act theatrical, but I'm on some theater shit Fortunate to see the Phoenix rise up when I needed it Feels even better with my lifelines repeating it I slowed down to breathe, lot of focus that it took If you wan' go note for note with me you'll need More than just vocals and your notebooks Yeah you slow crooks could get slow cooked Cocinando with no cookbook Crunching all the numbers like accountants and their Quickbooks I took a quick look Half of this has been a Freestyle I still ain't spit a hook I got half a mind to drop names and have em Harlem shook Lookin at me like Lord Saint But I got no parts in a parliament Heard the other side was boring Cause they got no heart in it I couldn't Pardon them A part of them just miss the parts of me that would go hard for them Like Houston Harden did Won't solve your problems by turning them on and off again If you ain't offering me real love, keep your offer then Cause my journey was scenic Lucid dreams if I'm dreamin Saint and Summer I seen it It's Saint Feddy the Phoenix
Writer(s): Eric Torres, Virginio Nieves Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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