SAINt JHN, London on da Track - Stadiums lyrics
SAINt JHN [Carlos St. John Phillips] Georgetown, Guyana/New York City, U.S. 🇬🇾 🇺🇸
[SAINt JHN, London on da Track - Stadiums lyrics]
Oh woah, oh oh woah, oh
We got London on da Track
Whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin’ stadiums
Pussy niggas don't come around
They don't survive my radius
I keep it too real
For real and that’s the shit
That made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Hey, whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around
They don’t survive my radius
Trappin’ all I talk about and that's
What really made me rich
Hustlin’, that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club, ayy, ayy, ayy
McLaren way too white to be
Shootin’ at the opps
I'm sleepin' good at night, see
The door don't got no locks
I fucked her to be spiteful
She best friends with the opps
Them bitches that you buyin' bags
You need better stocks (Ayy)
Standin' on my money, dawg
Please, don't get the gun involved
Ain't nobody runnin' off, ooh, to them basics
I can't be no son in law
I can't take the summer off
I make it look good and all
But this is no vacation
All the goons they respect me and I know it
Watch your words and your tone
You're not a poet
My advice, please, don't try to be heroic
Niggas with me know they (Gone)
Whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Pussy niggas don't come around
They don't survive my radius
I keep it too real
For real and that's the shit
That made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Hey, whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around
They don't survive my radius
Trappin' all I talk about and that's
What really made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club, hey hey hey hey
I never had a mentor (Hey, hey hey)
I only watch Scarface (On God)
I met her at a strip club
She twerk better when her heart break
(Brr, brr, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) ayy, ayy
Hood nigga one of one
I'm sellin' everything that I can sell
(Uh, uh, uh) i'm prayin' for a Bentley and
To never go to jail
I'm fresh up out the gutter
I don't know if you can tell
I'm hustlin' for everything I do
I do for legacy
You can call me any time of day, my dawg
I never sleep
The only rule I got is we fuckin'
Don't embarrass me i write down my problems
(Facts) then record it just
For therapy (Why?) just for clarity (Why?)
Whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Pussy niggas don't come around
They don't survive my radius
I keep it too real
For real and that's the shit
That made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Hey, whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around
They don't survive my radius
Trappin' all I talk about and that's
What really made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club, hey hey hey hey
We got London on da Track
Whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin’ stadiums
Pussy niggas don't come around
They don't survive my radius
I keep it too real
For real and that’s the shit
That made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Hey, whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around
They don’t survive my radius
Trappin’ all I talk about and that's
What really made me rich
Hustlin’, that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club, ayy, ayy, ayy
McLaren way too white to be
Shootin’ at the opps
I'm sleepin' good at night, see
The door don't got no locks
I fucked her to be spiteful
She best friends with the opps
Them bitches that you buyin' bags
You need better stocks (Ayy)
Standin' on my money, dawg
Please, don't get the gun involved
Ain't nobody runnin' off, ooh, to them basics
I can't be no son in law
I can't take the summer off
I make it look good and all
But this is no vacation
All the goons they respect me and I know it
Watch your words and your tone
You're not a poet
My advice, please, don't try to be heroic
Niggas with me know they (Gone)
Whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Pussy niggas don't come around
They don't survive my radius
I keep it too real
For real and that's the shit
That made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Hey, whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around
They don't survive my radius
Trappin' all I talk about and that's
What really made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club, hey hey hey hey
I never had a mentor (Hey, hey hey)
I only watch Scarface (On God)
I met her at a strip club
She twerk better when her heart break
(Brr, brr, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) ayy, ayy
Hood nigga one of one
I'm sellin' everything that I can sell
(Uh, uh, uh) i'm prayin' for a Bentley and
To never go to jail
I'm fresh up out the gutter
I don't know if you can tell
I'm hustlin' for everything I do
I do for legacy
You can call me any time of day, my dawg
I never sleep
The only rule I got is we fuckin'
Don't embarrass me i write down my problems
(Facts) then record it just
For therapy (Why?) just for clarity (Why?)
Whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Pussy niggas don't come around
They don't survive my radius
I keep it too real
For real and that's the shit
That made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Hey, whole club sellin' out of
Here to doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around
They don't survive my radius
Trappin' all I talk about and that's
What really made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club, hey hey hey hey