[Verse 1: Jeshi]

Saint or a sinner? Double-checkin' my mirror, know life mad, ego only gettin' bigger

Wanna see hood youths dance, finger on the trigger, blast from the past, lights flicker

Headin' back home, one way that we headin', wrong side of the road

Calls I don't wanna take, smashin' my phone, off-grid, mind got you hostage alone

Out here, all I see leaches, real ones only ones featured, gotta unload

Excess baggage I don't need like a straitjacket on me that I'll never let go

Saint or a sinner? I don't know, please tell me, mind race while the kids pose for the selfies

Hit 'em with the straight face, mind on vacate, how we all balance out lows

[Chorus: Jeshi]

My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up?

Probably let me down and down and down and down, that way we go

My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up?

You can let me down and down and down and down, that way we go

[Verse 2: Sainté]

Look, New Balance on me, I got figures on me

I need hitters on me, I got people on me and they schemin' on me

I want women on me, don't want demons on me

And I'm serious, I just been rollin' on highs

Don't think we see it the same

Think we on premium vibes tonight, it's right

Jeshi been makin' it rain and he ain't even tryna look vain, look, yeah

I'll flex in a minute, but give me a second, spicy Victoria treat me like Beckham

I know we in Peckham and you ain't got nowhere to hide

Takin' it, mine tonight, I wanna be on your mind tonight

I cannot deal with come dine tonight, it's a glide tonight

The runners been runnin' on vibes and vibes

'Cause you wanna take it off, tonight I won't break it off

'Cause you wanna make it up and how can I make that up?

Or up to you, don't get too comfortable, we make our profit on road

Don't tell Derrick I got her a rose, vacations or even a stone, woah

[Chorus: Jeshi]

My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up?

Probably let me down and down and down and down, that way we go

My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up?

You can let me down and down and down and down, that way we go

My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up?

Probably let me down and down and down and down, that way we go

My head in your vice through the lows and highs, wanna pick me up?

You can let me down and down and down and down, that way we go

[Bridge: Jeshi]

Say I got lows, little bit of highs

Can't see straight, little bloodshot in my eyes

Right, see you see through

Been in my head, why we been livin' outside?

Say I got lows, little bit of highs

Can't see straight, little bloodshot in my eyes

Right, see you see through

Been in my head, why we been livin' out— livin' outside?

[Verse 3: Jeshi]

Swear the lows got higher when the shows on the road on fire

And all I got hope and desire, debt and regret

They say God love tryers, drownin' 'em out, got my head in the vices

Sit on a plane, got you thinkin' 'bout pain

Know it pays, but I swear that I'll do it either way

Countin' my wages, tellin' myself it's a phase till everything changes

Cigarettes and the Air Max

Shit changed, now they gotta hit me with the care packs

Blow smoke in the air, little shit, just grateful that anyone cares

And grit down on my teeth and go smile, dust clears, all the tension on me

LA freeway, clockin' up miles, run, but just who from, you don't see?

Run, but just who from, you don't see that, no? (You don't see?)

[Outro: Sainté]

I was in the E-class coupe tryna get (Yeah, ayy)

Tryna get (Mine), tryna get, yeah

I was in the E-class coupe tryna get

Tryna get (Yeah), tryna get

I don't want your number, I ain't gonna give you mine

I ain't even got no time, I ain't even got no time, or what?

Are you a saint or sinner?

I don't even mind (Yeah), I don't even mind

Yo (Yo), E-class coupe, yeah

Tryna get (Tryna get)