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I don’t know what **** really want from me

I been thinking they think I’m better off dead, okay

That’s why I keep a Mac 11 on my hip, okay

I’m paranoid, you see the color of my skin, okay

I don’t need to make a finsta for you to the real thing

I’m going through some real shit, bro

And she put it on my face, she almost killed me, bro

There’s a reason why you **** never see me, bro

Yeah, E.T. is a G-O-A-T, bro

And it’s crazy that **** tried to play me, bro

But I’m swazye I pulled up on you bitch and she said I was levitating

I’m destroying walls when Saint Lyor is not creating

You **** must of got me fucked up

Glory be to God, so I never lucked up

Lord, forgive me but I had to Black on Black my forces

Everyday I look more like a goat I think I’m gorgeous

Let me show you how I turn your bitch face to the MoMa

You know Saint Lyor is only living for the moment

I pulled out a ratchet and it sound like Whitney Houston

Bikoveli love thy enemies but they gone have to face the music

I move like a crackhead when I’m under the influence

I just got a chopper, I hope I don’t have to use it

I know when I pop out bad bitches get influenced

So when a **** pop out bad bitches getting used

Throw em in the pool bitch we higher than moon

If she super thick I give her super dick too

I got the bitch purring she sound like a new coupe

And the bitch so bad I had to spred the good news

I gotta big blicky it can’t fit in the room

So I'ma have to dance with my motherfucking tool

I don’t know what **** really want from me

I been thinking they think I’m better off dead, okay

That’s why I keep a Mac11 on my hip, okay

I’m paranoid you see the color of my skin, okay

I don’t need to make a finsta for you to the real thing

I’m going through some real shit, bro

And she put it on my face she almost killed me, bro

There’s a reason why you **** never see me, bro

My name is Saint Lyor and I’m ready to kill shit

I do it for my mama and all the black children

Mr. Lyor what the fuck are you on?

We never seen a **** doing this before

No we never heard a **** rap like this before

I hope it’s different with me 'cause I put you on your toes

She wanna be my wifey, but I know that she’s a hoe

I feel like **** hatin', they think that I don’t know

I pulled up in spaceship, I open up the door

They looking in amazement, but I’m living what I wrote

Yeah, I’m holy like the pope, moving music like it’s dope

Yeah, **** wanna doubt but I know something that you don’t

I told you aliens exist, you **** said I lied

Maserati Mo just pulled up in a Decepticon

I was down bad now looking upper echelon

I turn to a diamond when they try to put the pressure on

I got what you need but I never worked for Amazon

And I always gotta speak the truth like Farrakhan

I don’t know what **** really want from me

I been thinking they think I’m better off dead, okay

That’s why I keep a Mac11 on my hip, okay

I’m paranoid you see the color of my skin, okay

I don’t need to make a finsta for you to the real thing

I’m going through some real shit, bro

And she put it on my face she almost killed me, bro

There’s a reason why you **** never see me, bro