I'm no saint, but I'm Saint Laurent steppin' I don't make my own way, I don't need no favors You can't be my friend, and my hater Niggas gotta pick a side before you get shaped up You too, we'll paint your face up Got the beak here, we'll tear your lace up Good morning, I don't need no makeup Your ass and your titties fake without a tip drip My niggas gotta eat, I set them all at the table Said we ain't gon' do no beef, we gon' bake potatoes They thought I left, thought I put my cape up Bet on yourself, nigga, put your cape up Cut the middleman out, get your pay cut I can feel the hate, I know that they envy us I been distant, I know that they missin' me How can you bring up? Rappin' don't mention me How many months? You gotta be kiddin' me You's a fool if you think I ain't goin' down in history I won't fold, I won't fold, I won't fold, I won't bend Can't no amount of paper make me turn on my friends Through my veins, it's in my bones, it's in my heart and on my skin I be with some shooters that don't like to be on film They can't *** with you or your bestest friend Workin' for the baby, stop whinin' He like it when I ride it She said she wanna be our side chick, yeah He like it when I ride it She said she wanna be our side chick, yeah He like it when I ride it She said she wanna be our side chick, yeah He like it when I ride it She said she wanna be our side chick, yeah He like it when I ride it She said she wanna be our side chick, yeah He like it when I ride it She said she wanna be our side chick, yeah