Willie G - Green Jaguar lyrics

What's a god with no saints? The moonlights drip down her face The same reason I made space in this abyss of heart stains Abundant is that white lace Clouding up my f**ing waist She got me and my last name, I'm stealing you we taking trains Take you somewhere we can lay Where no hoes come between and break Where no distraction resonates I can't leave for thirty days The withdrawal would have me hazed Closing doors to buy a place where I wake to sounds of s** and some f**ing Screw tapes Stable as these deadweights But I got to say my saving grace I can't leave this f**ing place [Outro: Gil Scott Heron Sample]