Save Me
Flash flood warning
She say I'm conceited
I know its the truth I believe it
Shit I'm on the lean fighting demons
And I know it's hard to believe it
Shit you act like a fan I can see it
One reason I fade away
Pop me a perc take the pain away
Shit I'm on the grind chasing major cake
I stack that shit up for the rainy days
Running shit with my gang making major plays
This young nigga the best and you know it
3.5 In a wood and I blow it
Why you toting that gun it ain't yours
In a hemi pull up with the noise
Bitch I'm back on my bull like a Taurus
I cant ride in that whip it ain't foreign
I cant fuck on that bitch she ain't foreign
Watch the name bitch I'm gunning for Forbes
Fadeaway my shit be looking Jordan
Burner on me I ain't doing extortion
Came from nothing now a nigga important
Planting trees I should grow me a Forrest
We whole selling the flower like florists
This ain't Prada Lil bitch this Dior
When I fuck her she begging for more
Take her shopping we bought out the store
You can get what you want we ain't poor
This ain't back when we slept on the floor
Got my nine when I walk in the door
Count this bread like I'm doing a chore
But I know this shit ain't no chore
Cause I'm bout to go and get more
Cause I'm bout to go and get more
Uh still on the grind tryna run it up I done went major
I ain't got time for the fronting I'm chasing this paper
You know I be smoking that purple I ball like a laker
Knew some niggas ain't trust in the vision I had to replace 'em
Pulling knives and shit out of my back man these niggas betrayed me
I was down on my dick I bossed up I ain't ask them to save me
I ain't ask them to save me
Man these niggas betrayed me
And these niggas some haters
That shit come with the paper
Niggas be hating and shit
Cause I'm the one taking a risk
And I'm taking they bitch
Got the whole face on the dick
See I'm all on her playlist and shit
And I never forget
They said I'll never be this
They said I'll never be shit
But look who got rich
Look who be sak'sin in 5th
Look who got racks of that drip
Turned up to an owner
You know where I'm going
Young nigga ain't playing its racks over here
My neck got some pointers
You know that I'm scoring
I walk in this bitch like the man of the year
From standing on corners
To holding on glizzys
Cause I lost niggas and shed a few tears
Run up them Benji's I do this for them
Before I'm deceased ima be worth some M's
Be worth some M's
Run up some M's
Them niggas hating I do it for them
Spray the whole block and we put it on film
Beat his ass up and we stump him in timbs
I done went Polo Ralph Lauren for real
And she say I'm a beast when I fuck off the pills
Call up the plug tell 'em make me a deal
These niggas hating it is what it is
You know ima stoner I turned to a grower
I grow my own pack get it shipped through the mail
You know I'm an owner I do what I want to
If feds come and get me I'm posting my bail
I light his ass up I be shooting for real
Nine in my pocket I'll pop it for real
You niggas some pussies ain't shooting a snail
Did this shit on my own I ain't need me a deal yeah
Uh still on the grind tryna run it up I done went major
I ain't got time for the fronting I'm chasing this paper
You know I be smoking that purple I ball like a laker
Knew some niggas ain't trust in the vision I had to replace 'em
Pulling knives and shit out of my back man these niggas betrayed me
I was down on my dick I bossed up I ain't ask them to save me
I ain't ask them to save me
Man these niggas betrayed me
And these niggas some haters
That shit come with the paper
She say I'm conceited
I know its the truth I believe it
Shit I'm on the lean fighting demons
And I know it's hard to believe it
Shit you act like a fan I can see it
One reason I fade away
Pop me a perc take the pain away
Shit I'm on the grind chasing major cake
I stack that shit up for the rainy days
Running shit with my gang making major plays
This young nigga the best and you know it
3.5 In a wood and I blow it
Why you toting that gun it ain't yours
In a hemi pull up with the noise
Bitch I'm back on my bull like a Taurus
I cant ride in that whip it ain't foreign
I cant fuck on that bitch she ain't foreign
Watch the name bitch I'm gunning for Forbes
Fadeaway my shit be looking Jordan
Burner on me I ain't doing extortion
Came from nothing now a nigga important
Planting trees I should grow me a Forrest
We whole selling the flower like florists
This ain't Prada Lil bitch this Dior
When I fuck her she begging for more
Take her shopping we bought out the store
You can get what you want we ain't poor
This ain't back when we slept on the floor
Got my nine when I walk in the door
Count this bread like I'm doing a chore
But I know this shit ain't no chore
Cause I'm bout to go and get more
Cause I'm bout to go and get more
Uh still on the grind tryna run it up I done went major
I ain't got time for the fronting I'm chasing this paper
You know I be smoking that purple I ball like a laker
Knew some niggas ain't trust in the vision I had to replace 'em
Pulling knives and shit out of my back man these niggas betrayed me
I was down on my dick I bossed up I ain't ask them to save me
I ain't ask them to save me
Man these niggas betrayed me
And these niggas some haters
That shit come with the paper
Niggas be hating and shit
Cause I'm the one taking a risk
And I'm taking they bitch
Got the whole face on the dick
See I'm all on her playlist and shit
And I never forget
They said I'll never be this
They said I'll never be shit
But look who got rich
Look who be sak'sin in 5th
Look who got racks of that drip
Turned up to an owner
You know where I'm going
Young nigga ain't playing its racks over here
My neck got some pointers
You know that I'm scoring
I walk in this bitch like the man of the year
From standing on corners
To holding on glizzys
Cause I lost niggas and shed a few tears
Run up them Benji's I do this for them
Before I'm deceased ima be worth some M's
Be worth some M's
Run up some M's
Them niggas hating I do it for them
Spray the whole block and we put it on film
Beat his ass up and we stump him in timbs
I done went Polo Ralph Lauren for real
And she say I'm a beast when I fuck off the pills
Call up the plug tell 'em make me a deal
These niggas hating it is what it is
You know ima stoner I turned to a grower
I grow my own pack get it shipped through the mail
You know I'm an owner I do what I want to
If feds come and get me I'm posting my bail
I light his ass up I be shooting for real
Nine in my pocket I'll pop it for real
You niggas some pussies ain't shooting a snail
Did this shit on my own I ain't need me a deal yeah
Uh still on the grind tryna run it up I done went major
I ain't got time for the fronting I'm chasing this paper
You know I be smoking that purple I ball like a laker
Knew some niggas ain't trust in the vision I had to replace 'em
Pulling knives and shit out of my back man these niggas betrayed me
I was down on my dick I bossed up I ain't ask them to save me
I ain't ask them to save me
Man these niggas betrayed me
And these niggas some haters
That shit come with the paper
Credits
Writer(s): Jarazz Harris Jr
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