Past Life from Four Seasons by Saint Chris

Calling your name they hate before
I want my name to stain the floor
Back on the grind, I'm making more
Past life, been rich, I'm payed insured
Niggas ain't know I've lived before
Check on my mind, I hit the store
Buy mom a house right on the shore
I could never lose I made the sport
I could never fold, I made the torch
Fire, I'ma a star I burn your pore
I got all designs, I make Dior
Flying outta town, New York
Don't waste my time, too short
Stay on my lane new watches
Bitches love me now cause I'm too cocky
Run it A$AP, cause I'm too Rocky
They don't want see me change my mood
Buy cars in the afternoon
Niggas count me out, I got the pool
Niggas been sleep, I let em snooze
Take my life up out the news
Everybody knows I got my rules
Hit on her lines, I got her nude
Man I do, I gotta do
I don't mind my Lambos new
Vroom Vroom fast I'm lapping you
Damn, outside in Malibu
Pretty little thing her panties new
Got her wet, she came for juice
Came and saw, I make my move
Back offline, I ain't the dude
No new friends, don't trust introduce me

• Dancehall
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• RNB AND HIPHOP
• Rap
• Trap Hall
• Kingston