wong - saintz. lyrics
[chorus]
everybody wanna be the same
ain’t n0body wanna be a saint
n0body respecting out the game
only they care about their name
they don’t really care if they look lame
they would do anything for fame
even sell their soul and sell their brain
ending up in h-ll, do not complain
[bridge]
okay, yeah, aja
hit it, okay, okay again, yeah
mmm… from the top, yeah
okay, okay, okay, i like it, i like it, i like it
okay, okay, okay, again
from the top, let’s get it
[chorus x2]
yeah, ey
everybody wanna be the same
ain’t n0body wanna be a saint
n0body respecting out the game
only they care about their name
they don’t really care if they look lame
they would do anything for fame
even sell their soul and sell their brain
ending up in h-ll, do not complain
[1st verse]
everybody trynna be the same
and n0body feel ashamed
and n0body use their brain
all these people are profane
old school memories with real sh-t
bullsh-t, is the music futuristic
newbies, just following a new scheme
they’re in a box, and they can’t get out
don’t think that much, it’s just about
originality inside of this market
inside of their minds they all got the same marker
no contribution to what they call mother
writing some lyrics they didn’t even bother
they got a mic, slippery as b-tter
fakeness corrode them, they call themselves “brothers”
industry is crooked
come and just look!
what the f-ck do y’all want me to do?
everybody wanna be the same
and we really don’t give a d-mn
we just trynna trynna save the game
try, try, try ’till it’s okay
parasites attacking the hostage
actually some kids with a moustache
somehow they’re allowing an outage
somehow they’re allowing an outage
everybody wanna be the same
you can tell the way they behave
predictable in every single way
only they following a maze
they gonna get lost
they gonna see there is a boss
fame ain’t no simple thing
they gonna see there is a cost
hopefully they’ll go
’cause good music is a must
[chorus x2]
yeah, ey
everybody wanna be the same
ain’t n0body wanna be a saint
n0body respecting out the game
only they care about their name
they don’t really care if they look lame
they would do anything for fame
even sell their soul and sell their brain
ending up in h-ll, do not complain
[outro]
yeah, 2018, the year of the come up
you better remember this
yeah, you better f-ckin’ remember this
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