For The Squadron
演唱：SAINt JHNFor The Squadron (Explicit) - SAINt JHN
Composed by：Carlos St. John/Lee Stashenko
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 squa
Goofy n***a still gotta die
Pay for the time you switched sides
Quiet with the handout me need vibes
Can't get the blessings you ain't pay tithes
I let it off and it burn
I'm only now on my grind
Platform turned to a shrine
Superheroes die around here all the time
N***as dyin' 'round the corner
Where you come from where you goin' from
Where your moms and you soon-to-be son from
You don't got one comin' but f**k it
For the sake of discussion
N***as dyin' 'round here
For the 'rona from the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the bluff tryna be the
Warren Buffett it wasn't luck
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 n***a in my scrimmage game
I'm a saint in real life it's my middle name
Look how far a n***a get when you really aim oh
I guess you really came
I'm a superstar n***a but I keep it plain
I'm a superstar n***a but I'm street the same
Only thing changed on me is this piece of change yeah
N***as dyin' 'round the corner
Where you come from where you goin' from
Where your moms and you soon-to-be son from
You don't got one comin' but f**k it
For the sake of discussion
N***as dyin' 'round here for the 'rona from the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the bluff tryna be the
Warren Buffett it wasn't luck
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
Composed by：Carlos St. John/Lee Stashenko
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 squa
Goofy n***a still gotta die
Pay for the time you switched sides
Quiet with the handout me need vibes
Can't get the blessings you ain't pay tithes
I let it off and it burn
I'm only now on my grind
Platform turned to a shrine
Superheroes die around here all the time
N***as dyin' 'round the corner
Where you come from where you goin' from
Where your moms and you soon-to-be son from
You don't got one comin' but f**k it
For the sake of discussion
N***as dyin' 'round here
For the 'rona from the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the bluff tryna be the
Warren Buffett it wasn't luck
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 n***a in my scrimmage game
I'm a saint in real life it's my middle name
Look how far a n***a get when you really aim oh
I guess you really came
I'm a superstar n***a but I keep it plain
I'm a superstar n***a but I'm street the same
Only thing changed on me is this piece of change yeah
N***as dyin' 'round the corner
Where you come from where you goin' from
Where your moms and you soon-to-be son from
You don't got one comin' but f**k it
For the sake of discussion
N***as dyin' 'round here for the 'rona from the corner
Tell a stone lover make it warmer
With the strap from the bluff tryna be the
Warren Buffett it wasn't luck
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