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MAY 18 Lyrics by SAINTS (TX)

SAINTS EP

2024

[Intro: Elie Andrews]
This the least summery summer of my whole entire life
And my Missy say she miss me every time I'm outta sight
I get pissy when it's sunny and go dummy every night
And recite it with a smile, yeah it's funny 'cause I'm right
How I write, tryna put my head to that pen
4/4 16s full of dread by the end
Are my 10s, treat 'em like the crème de la crème
I ain't taking nothing back, see I said what I said
To the end, ask how I'm doin', fantastic
Halfway dead, stash cash in the mattress
Wait, quick, gotta disappear, no hat trick
I’ll bе right here tryna find my damn passion
[Verse 1: Elie Andrews]
Man, it's May 18th and a hundred dеgrees
TB, where you be? Homie, passing the breeze
And you talking maybes like it's something to me
You know I'm 110 percent straight stacking the C’s
Click clacking on beats, try rapping in peace
Brass tacks, get racks, wrap packs of the leaves
Then I pass it round fast, leaving rappers deceased
Left alone to wonder how this shit happen to me
I got a, big dick, bit sick, how my wrist flick, ay
Hit licks, flip stacks like it’s Bizquick, wait
Big sis came back from her mission, ay
I ain't fretting that my middle name Christian
Bitch it's, Elie Andrews, running checks up
Got my chest out, poppin' X like a Tesla
Google Drive rhymes like a lesser rapper’s best of
Shit’s a must-heard, got 'em busy playing catch up
[Verse 2: Elie Andrews]
Now it's May 18th and a thousand degrees
See me tremble on my feet, dropping down to my knees
Got my head up in the clouds, staying grounded ain't easy
Need a pound of fucking gas just to found my peace
Had me counting my days, slumped down in my seat
Running reckless 'round the valley tryna get to the peak
And the weather looking cloudy, outlook sorta bleak
But I'm headed to the top, you can put that on me
And everything that I love, and all the shit that I hate
Only got us moving forwards, yelling fuck a restraint
Rap game was getting boring, sounding copied and paste
So I can’t tell what who we are, really just what we ain’t
On my life, on my fam, on my boo, on my bank
On my strife, all my jams, and my crew, all 'em SAINTS
Time to face the fucking music and put it in place
Give a fuck 'bout all y’all, bitch we did what it takes
And that’s SAINTS!
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SAINTS (TX)

SAINTS (TX)

About “MAY 18” by SAINTS (TX)

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"MAY 18" appears on "SAINTS EP" in 2024.

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