Intro: [St. Laviathan]
(*AB with the heat boy!*)
Perfection!
Uh, perfection!
(Laviamata Records nigga, hahaha)
I'm a motherfucking perfectionist
I'm really good at what I do
I feel really good about myself (haha)
(Glad you been listening... it's good to know you been watching, haha...)
AB!! Hahahaha...
Nigga we in Oakland in this motherfucker with this shit...
Uh, yeah...
(Saint is the victor)
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah...
Verse One:
If its one thing about me, I'll fight to the end of it
How can I feel any more pain? I'm bred from it
Who and just what I'ma run from? no evidence
Don't be mistaken bitch, ho not my temperament
Got the fuck up out my feelings, assembled shit
Legacy lеft for my children, they benеfit
Shame that some missed on a blessing, they fled the ship
Meanwhile I stand as a grown man, no petty shit
Muscled my way in like Conan, I'm Heaven sent
Rap game was lost as a nomad, I'm prevalent
Love when they doubt me, need more to entice 'em
Was throwed when they found me, my plight was survival
My foes live in shadows, began as disciples
Leave when you down, when you up, turn to rivals
If I held my hand out right now, its to take something
Learned not to put nothing past no one, Saint coming
Refrain:
Beeyotch!
Hahaha....
Verse Two:
Mercy was seldom, it sharpened my cadence
Couldn't do shit with them crumbs, no more waiting
Back then, my well did run dry, I was jaded
Always felt better with pressure, I paid it
No lie, I'm molded by hurdles no fake shit
Only got time to be stalking my bank statements
Knowing time waits for no man, I'ma chase it
Still owe some dick to a thick one in Vegas
A message from Saint, toast a shot to my haters
Won't ever let my soul rot for the paper
Need a vacation, might hit up the Bay
Shout out to AB for looping the yay
Just keep it consistent, that's all that I'm asking
Let it be "fuck me" still, long after platinum
First shall be last in the end, no distraction
Only thing love ever did was distract me
Spoken:
Yeah! St. Laviathan nigga!
Ha! That's my motherfucking nigga AB on the motherfucking beat by the way!
(AB with the heat boy!)
Beeeeeyyyoootttcccchhh!
Outro:
(Saint is the victor, you'll feast on what's left)
Too much.., too much... pressure, pressure, all pressure
(Saint is the victor, you'll feast on what's left)
Straight pressure, that's all, just pressure
Every year, every day, every year of your motherfucking life
Nigga pressure
I'ma be pressure all day nigga
(Raa! Raaa! Raa!!!)
You niggas can't do shit about it nigga...
(AHHH! AHHHH! AHHHHHH!!!)
Know what I'm what I'm saying?
Period!
Point blank bih, period nigga
Dade county nigga (Laviamata)
Straight up worldwide takeover nigga, motherfucker
(North Miami)
All day, all day nigga, pressure, don't even think nigga
Don't think, don't think, no motherfucking thinking! what!
Fuck conscience, hahahaha...
Scared nigga? hahahahaha....