"Saint Nick" lyrics

I'm Santa with all these gifts, do whatever for my bitch
Made it way harder for the next, too turnt to live like this
Plan the work then work the plan it ain't overnight but now I'm lit
Put up shots, ain't nothing but practice some miss but most of them hit
I'm on the pavement both feet, my face clean they know it's me
I'm on codeine at 30,000 feet the heights don't bother me
I'm m box'n locked in feel like these 10's fighting me
I send a blitz hands free, my shooter don't need batteries

I call plays, Pat Riley, I told that bitch don't blow the high
I get presidents on the daily, niggas just be getting by
I ain't even got too much of my time to spend but I let you know you fine
Playa first so she ain't tripping, but I come home she know she mine
She like fashion across the board, ran into me and turnt up more
In this life it's ups and downs, might have been broke but I wasn't poor
Ran up thousands, I need millions sky's the limit it ain't no ceiling
I wasn't rapping id be kingpin in 50 states we dealing

Ay
I burn bridges cuz I ain't need em can't be seen with niggas
I'm MOB the life fast like these blues printing
I told him take a plea, I'm waiting for his time to finish
It's free smoke behind my name, we got a thousand switches

I'm santa with all these gifts, do whatever for my bitch
Made it way harder for the next, too turnt to live like this
Plan the work then work the plan it ain't overnight but now I'm lit
Put up shots, ain't nothing but practice some miss but most of them hit
I'm on the pavement both feet, my face clean they know it's me
I'm on codeine at 30,000 feet the heights don't bother me
I'm m box'n locked in feel like these 10's fighting me
I send a blitz hands free, my shooter don't need batteries

(I call plays, Pat Riley, I told that bitch don't blow the high
I get presidents on the daily, niggas just be getting by
I ain't even got too much of my time to spend but I let you know you fine
Playa first so she ain't tripping, but I come home she know she mine)