Saint Ides Flow

[Intro: Sheek Louch] Oh shit Whole lotta rapping going on Don [?] You get old, you start talking that [?] [Verse 1: Sheek Louch] I'm calling these niggas out I figured they ain't as big as they mouth Had no guns or no birds down south Never been in a droubt Bagged up raw, [?] right from the store [?] mami, [?] Eighth floor from the elevater, right to the door [?] snif that, fuck that straw Real shit though Butter [?] and barbeque chips That was then, I wasn't worried 'bout no Blood or no Crips I remember the first time I put my dick on her lips She start to suck and turn around, and put my hands on her hips And bang bang bang, like that, a star was born Check the window, make sure my mom car was gone Now I'm in the penthouse, now I'm in the deluxe Now I'm like a rapstar, and I made a few bucks And I bought a few trucks, and I bought a few cribs Redid the entrences, nice now where I live Ring like "who is that?" Put the package right there Burn [?] cookies out Put it in the atmosphere Still an OG though Got it on me all times Bairley do the clubs now Only when it's money time Stick to myself now That's how I stay rich I hate looking at niggas I'd rather see a pretty bitch Silverback gorilla None came free Don't judge you, don't judge me [Chorus: Whispers] Nigga, go get your game up You probably thought I would change up [?] same cut If you mobbin, just know [?] Shit that you can't [?] Nigga, go get your game up You probably thought I would change up [?] same cut If you mobbin, just know [?] Shit that you can't [?] [Verse 2: Jadakiss] When I got the game, I just gave it back to the brothers And I can hit one of your favorite rappers' mothers Nice over a century My first Rolie, Meek Mill was in elementary Mention me I'm here to adress [?] And the tesla Their shit is all entertainment, just like wrestlers And they know it's consequences, they won't do it They show me where the bag is at, and I go to it Political ties is covering niggas' eyes Same devil, but they just rock a different Disguise Started on some [?] shit, now I'm on some [?] shit To get your money right, you need a didgital face lift It's gon' be a cold summer, get [?] heaters God bless all the dick suckers and child eaters Live life, get fresh Fucking blow out reefer Don't judge me, and I won't judge y'all neither [Chorus: Whispers] Nigga, go get your game up You probably thought I would change up [?] same cut If you mobbin, just know [?] Shit that you can't [?] Nigga, go get your game up You probably thought I would change up [?] same cut If you mobbin, just know [?] Shit that you can't [?] [Verse 3: Styles P] Came from the bottom, looking swell at the top Just imagine what I did with the L and the [?] Give me a 38, use every shell in the box Got a pretty brown gun, yeah the melonan pop And I should be a [?], I been doing dirt since niggas [?] Yeah I'm a wolf And I came with a gorilla That's bigger than the skrilla If my nigga ask, I will kill your ass for a C-note And I'm cocky and why not? I been knee deep since the chocolate top spot Probably in the 5 drop Or in the 6 drop This is S.P. the ghost, and I let the blick pop Used to have the [?] lucky I'm off work Still knocking off work [?] Before you make a move Gotta ask your boss first When I make a move, niggas know I'm [?] first Ghost [Chorus: Whispers] Nigga, go get your game up You probably thought I would change up [?] same cut If you mobbin, just know [?] Shit that you can't [?] Nigga, go get your game up You probably thought I would change up [?] same cut If you mobbin, just know [?] Shit that you can't [?]