SaadiqTheGreat - War Paint

As the world turns the big money keep spending
Infatuated with women they loving how I spend it
The Ones that I started with I didn't get the privilege to end with
Braelyn said I'm the goat he don't believe in superstition
Prosper conquer takeover only come for wins
My pen game deep rooted and connected like a set of twins
Hella persistent
Yeah I Made more shots than I missed
Emulated often as the worst but I wasn't convinced
If it ain't bout bread than don't check for me
I was way too lit too many adulterants in my ecstasy
Passed on all the riddles to my brother and I'm present see
Couldn't even wait a week
For real
Got me like Fuck fame
Can't get nothing past shawty calculated like chess games
Remembering all those long nights I was knowing I'd get fame
Belittling
Hopefully ain't no snakes still in my grass slivering
No plug talk you a middle man
I let her win
Time will tell everything girl and I'll love you till the bitter end
Talk back
Fall back
Yeah I got it back again
White roses
Champagne
I would call this shit a win
I'm Tired of going backwards How that work?
I'm always feeling like nothing matters
I put niggas on who was down bad getting battered
Purposeful it's these levels we reaching a new stature
Do it really matter?
But I can't lie
Every moment without you is killing me inside
It just seems like blur when you ain't around a bad time
Babygirl never meant to hurt you it was all my pride
Thought the arguments we'd discuss on a long drive
Was down for u
Whenever shit get deep u know that iwould drown for you
Holding you closely I know it's nothing you couldn't do
Then we tried again it was the same shit it was number two
More pain was my revenue
Pack in get it gone
Lost my grip off the cliff that my ego was sitting on
Ray told me we all gods and goddesses he wasn't wrong
They still at the bottom while we soaring Untamed getting on
This is my top layer
Lacey cooking up the hits consistently new baker
Salt over my shoulder for good luck yeah I'm getting greater
Feeding off what's left of these Niggas they came later
Lit like Ben Schaffer
My pen to paper
I let her win
Time will tell everything girl and I'll love you till the bitter end
Talk back
Fall back
Yeah I got it back again
White roses
Champagne
I would call this shit a win
But this the sequel
Dishing free throws
At these hoes
That's what I'm on
Cheating claims riding through the storm below Clear roads
I couldn't let go
As the world turns the big money keep spending
Infatuated with women they loving how I spend it
The Ones that I started with I didn't get the privilege to end with
Braelyn said I'm the goat he don't believe in superstition
Prosper conquer takeover only come for wins
My pen game deep rooted and connected like a set of twins
Hella persistent
Yeah I Made more shots than I missed
Emulated often as the worst but I wasn't convinced

Written by:
Saadiq Shabazz

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