Santo

Like I'm a saint, now they're jumping me
We're counting money because we're hustling
Now look for me at the bank, I have a clean business
I knew it was my thing, but not to this extent
Like I'm crazy, now they say it's not enough
My crew doesn't let you rest, like The Boogeyman
If they lie to me, I notice, my focus doesn't fade
They were calm until we entered
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Straight to the room, with the gun and the bullets
I have a .38 long for the bad news (pew, pew, pew)
If I sell it, buy it
If I sing it, sing it (pew-pew)
I grab it cheap but let it go expensive
Ask about my last name on any street
They'll tell you that my thing was always the squeeze
That I don't owe anyone a penny, let alone a favor
And that only life stays quiet if the singer stays quiet (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I come back alone to the neighborhood
Visor back at any time
All the tigers come out to greet the legendary one
Rapper from the square now playing on the radio
And in a little while, I swear, mom, he becomes a millionaire

Like I'm a saint, now they're jumping me
We're counting money because we're hustling
Now look for me at the bank, I have a clean business
I knew it was my thing, but not to this extent
Like I'm crazy, now they say it's not enough (ah, yeah)
My crew doesn't let you rest, like The Boogeyman
If they lie to me, I notice, my focus doesn't fade
They were calm until we entered (pkey), hey

With my pockets full, I go to your spot again
I came to pay your bail, let's see if you don't hide from me (ay)
So much drugs for what? I got sick of it
I have various rich candies for you to try
Again the MDB, pure artisanal drugs
If I make a little call, daddy, I have an arsenal (yes)
If I make a call, I'll even get it into the prison (yes)
And then another call for them to come collect
I have a criminal vibe, did I lose faith?
I changed it for the devil, tell me who will pay
I no longer believe in your prayers or promises from yesterday
Today I'm paying the price to stay free (yes, yes)
I have the right medicine that the hood needs
Because I distribute drugs in the north and south
Many traitors want to weigh me down and hang me on the cross
But they can't handle my craft, I slide like Robin Hood

Like I'm a saint, now they're jumping me
We're counting money because we're hustling
Now look for me at the bank, I have a clean business
I knew it was my thing, but not to this extent
Like I'm crazy, now they say it's not enough (ah, yeah)
My crew doesn't let you rest, like The Boogeyman
If they lie to me, I notice, my focus doesn't fade
They were calm until we entered (ay), hey

It's the fuckin' Main Man with Black Dub
Playing in your block
This is not music, eh