DJ Prince - The Saints lyrics

Before we heard it Cops climb trees to the top Trick or treating You stop the car '90s define me ,an old man reminds me ' thinkin' : God how did I make it through these hills? And I'm happy Read a book,your baby needs to chill You think I'm taking pills? Diggin' on Sundays,these n***az are taking trio Take your dope with your let-away flow What you fade away for? We'll find n***a alike ,cause they don't make those They don't make those,boy I'm the original selector sponsored links Still banging that noise Ain't giving them no choice Cause most of these boys are sweeter than ' Treat them like they're special But you aren't the next one Make a tone of pictures Probably,won't miss you Or ever hit you ,on your blog,on your Twitter n***a,this is a stick-up You might find me up and quiz imperfections With a bad choice ,he'd be diggin' up my records Why you tryin'to figure If I'm headin' next to her? I'm counting decimals, I'm getting checks,n***a Droppin' bombs like flex,n***a Snatch a girl from right next to you Silly with the verbs,hit he with some words Who's next ,n***a?