Saint Valentine - Chetta

Gotta let em all breathe

Gotta let em all see

Let me let em all breathe

Let me let em all

Swear I’m living on the outside

Dying in the inside

Seize fire

I’ve been getting high since I was knee high

Keep ride

Always been about it since the G right

More fire

Put em in the ashes underneath, bwoy

Ohhh he wanna do it

Hundred fifty shooters

Been off the xan and loosey

I’m always stick and moving

You better keep it grooving

If $crim don’t trust I’m shooting

We put in work like tutors

Ain’t never lacking stupid

Gotta let em all breathe

Gotta let em all see

Let me let em all breathe

Let me let em all

Who you wanna see

Who you wanna be

Lie for me

Who you wanna take

Who you wanna bring

Ride for me

I got what you want

I got what you need

Fly for me

I know what it’s worth

I know what it mean

Die for me

Swear I’m living on the wrong side

Feelings on the dark side

Stay quiet

I don’t speak at all so they can keep trying

Please I’m

Tired of the yapping and the rewinds

Be quiet

Pillow talking all up in ya sleep, bwoy

Ohhh let’s get into it

Hundred fifty users

Real life drug abusers

Keep actin like they knew us

I’m tryna get it booming

Fat pockets like I’m Jewish

I fuck them bad and boujees

Ain’t never lacking stupid