SAINT OR SINNER

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jeshi] Saint or a sinner? Double-checkin' my mirror, know life mad, ego only gettin' bigger Wanna see hood youths dance, finger on the trigger, blast from the past, lights flicker Headin' back home, one way that we headin', wrong side of the road Calls I don't wanna take, smashin' my phone, off-grid, mind got you hostage alone Out here, all I see leaches, real ones only ones featured, gotta unload Excess baggage I don't need like a straitjacket on me that I'll never let go Saint or a sinner? I don't know, please tell me, mind race while the kids pose for the selfies Hit 'em with the straight face, mind on vacate, how we all balance out lows [Chorus: Jeshi] My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up? Probably let me down and down and down and down, that way we go My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up? You can let me down and down and down and down, that way we go [Verse 2: Sainté] Look, New Balance on me, I got figures on me I need hitters on me, I got people on me and they schemin' on me I want women on me, don't want demons on me And I'm serious, I just been rollin' on highs Don't think we see it the same Think we on premium vibes tonight, it's right Jeshi been makin' it rain and he ain't even tryna look vain, look, yeah I'll flex in a minute, but give me a second, spicy Victoria treat me like Beckham I know we in Peckham and you ain't got nowhere to hide Takin' it, mine tonight, I wanna be on your mind tonight I cannot deal with come dine tonight, it's a glide tonight The runners been runnin' on vibes and vibes 'Cause you wanna take it off, tonight I won't break it off 'Cause you wanna make it up and how can I make that up? Or up to you, don't get too comfortable, we make our profit on road Don't tell Derrick I got her a rose, vacations or even a stone, woah [Chorus: Jeshi] My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up? Probably let me down and down and down and down, that way we go My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up? You can let me down and down and down and down, that way we go My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up? Probably let me down and down and down and down, that way we go My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up? You can let me down and down and down and down, that way we go [Bridge: Jeshi] Say I got lows, little bit of highs Can't see straight, little bloodshot in my eyes Right, see you see through Been in my head, why we been livin' outside? Say I got lows, little bit of highs Can't see straight, little bloodshot in my eyes Right, see you see through Been in my head, why we been livin' out— livin' outside? [Verse 3: Jeshi] Swear the lows got higher when the shows on the road on fire And all I got hope and desire, debt and regret They say God love tryers, drownin' 'em out, got my head in the vices Sit on a plane, got you thinkin' 'bout pain Know it pays, but I swear that I'll do it either way Countin' my wages, tellin' myself it's a phase till everything changes Cigarettes and the Air Max Shit changed, now they gotta hit me with the care packs Blow smoke in the air, little shit, just grateful that anyone cares And grit down on my teeth and go smile, dust clears, all the tension on me LA freeway, clockin' up miles, run, but just who from, you don't see? Run, but just who from, you don't see that, no? (You don't see?) [Outro: Sainté] I was in the E-class coupe tryna get (Yeah, ayy) Tryna get (Mine), tryna get, yeah I was in the E-class coupe tryna get Tryna get (Yeah), tryna get I don't want your number, I ain't gonna give you mine I ain't even got no time, I ain't even got no time, or what? Are you a saint or sinner? I don't even mind (Yeah), I don't even mind Yo (Yo), E-class coupe, yeah Tryna get (Tryna get)