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Artiste : Saint Jhn
Titre : For the Squadron
Only turnin´ up for the squadron
Shinin´ ´round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets ´round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin´ up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then

We don´t ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don´t ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin´ often
Throw it up for the squadron

Goofy nigga still gotta die
Pay for the time you switched sides
Quiet with the handout, me need vibеs
Can´t get the blessings, you ain´t pay tiеs
I let it off and it burn, I´m only now on my grind
That phone turned to a shrine
Superheroes die ´round here all the time

Niggas dyin´ ´round the corner where you come from
Where you goin´ from, where your moms
And you soon to be some from

You don´t got one comin´, but fuck it
For the sake of discussion
Niggas dyin´ ´round here for the rona, for the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the block, tryna be one above it

Only turnin´ up for the squadron
Shinin´ ´round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets ´round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin´ up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don´t ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don´t ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin´ often
Throw it up for the squadron

I´m in Jordan mode, nigga, in my scrimmage game
I´m a saint in real life, it´s my middle name
Look how far a nigga get when you really aim
I guess you really came
I´m a superstar, nigga, but I keep it plain
I´m a superstar, nigga, but I´m street the same
Only thing changed on me is this visa chain, yeah

Niggas dyin´ ´round the corner where you come from
Where you goin´ from, where your moms
And you soon to be some from
You don´t got one comin´, but fuck it
For the sake of discussion
Niggas dyin´ ´round here for the rona, for the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the block, tryna be one above it

Only turnin´ up for the squadron
Shinin´ ´round here, we gotta rob them
Bullets ´round here, we gotta dodge them
Stackin´ up paper for the problems
Odds stacked up, see the odds then
We don´t ever end up Steve Jobs then
We don´t ever barely get jobs then
Georgetown massa goin´ often
Throw it up for the squadron