Saint T - Never Forget (feat. BTB & Fat.z)

You better never forget
Saint T's up and no ones a threat
I been alone in my head, alone in my bed
Just writing songs, I'm a sweat
Hear my name and never forget
Saint T's up and they're all upset
See them man chat shit on my tracks but when I send shots, it's back of the net
I've been getting these texts from guys who hate me, now I've earned their respect
I don't want that shit, I collect
All the hate and it doesn't affect
Me or my guys, we're geniuses and your silly little words will never defect
Hear my name and never forget
Saint T's up, it's getting you vexed
Ay, look
You could never write like this, like no
You could never rap like this, my bro
Smash 2 tracks then get up and go
When I come back, I'm making that dough
I'm at the top and you are below
I'll see you in the crowd of my headline show
2022, I'll be all you know
They wanna talk labels, what's on the table?
I don't wanna feel so labelled
Me and my bros do this on our own and still our careers are stable
They ask for a feat, but I can't be seen with ones who ain't lyrically able
And he's still pissed, that I haven't dissed, little boy cry in your cradle
I won't forget all the times that you pushed me down
You can never take my crown
I am the king
You can't match
I don't sweat like a pig when I win
I've got better bit of bars for the chin
I am a threat to the game like a sin
You can't gimme that smack talk now cuz you know you're the one that's gonna get pinned
I am best
You can't test me, give it a rest
Head shots fine but the shots that I want's for the chest
You are gonna call me pest
Fill 'em with it, I don't wanna talk about a killer
Cuz I'm realer and I feel it in my blood
And it's blue, you could say that I'm a lizard
Cold blood, I don't wanna go back
Hold up, I'm bringing it back
You can't ignore the grind my guy
Evidence right in front of your eyes
I got bars, no head starts
Saint T's up and that ain't no lies
I never cap no lie
Your bars on the ground floor no sky
I don't care what they think bout I
If you wanna diss, you might get fried
Come with me man, take the advice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Cuz I stepped in looking all iced
Frozen wrist, now you're blinded twice
Blinded by the ice
You look like you're the blinded mice
You hear my bars and you think I'm nice
No I don't move like that, no kind
Look likkle man, you don't want no trouble
Punch mans face till he starts to see double
Look I hate enclosed spaces like tunnels
So don't put me in some room with a pagan, I'll struggle
Rip mans face off and leave some puddle
Blow a hole in the wall and escape through the rubble
Like, how did I get myself in this muddle?
Too cold hearted, I don't need no cuddle
Got flows for days, got bars for the mandem
Jumped straight into the scene, I'm rampant
On weekends bro, you will always see me camping
Yeah I'm that guy on cod, what's happening?
You see that? I didn't mean no tent
I got flows that fuck with your head
Too much smoke man, I'll block them vents
Tell a man sit down, sit your arse on the bench like
You better never forget
Saint T's up and no ones a threat
I been alone in my head, alone in my bed
Just writing songs, I'm a sweat
Hear my name and never forget
Saint T's up and they're all upset
See them man chat shit on my tracks but when I send shots, it's back of the net
I've been getting these texts from guys who hate me, now I've earned their respect
I don't want that shit, I collect
All the hate and it doesn't affect
Me or my guys, we're geniuses and your silly little words will never defect
Hear my name and never forget
Saint T's up, it's getting you vexed

Written by:
Bradley Taylor-Briggs, Luke Berry, Reece Tyzzer

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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