Savalot
Seen a star fall hope my wish came
Phone vibratin on the dresser hope my bitch came
Posted on broad telling niggas what's what on biscayne
Thinking how these 16s upd my wrist game
Been Paid we still using trash bags from save a lot
It's been mind over matter only matter if you save a lot
These niggas mad I matter and I made my self
Manipulating weather I control the wave my self
Who than the wave myself
It's Sea breeze I'm really cut like
I need breeze what the fuck like
My type of pressure make diamonds and it bust pipes
If shorty ever cross paths I more than likely hit
Pooh shiesty that's my dog but I dont do the shiesty shit
If you can talk my life well it's gon have a price wit it
Put the world on my shoulder I went and freak the mighty'd it
I'm mighty as the Bruce and evans
Just use my presence stay sane so I don't lose my essence
You lose with lessons so fuck it I fuck up just give me time yeah
Staying rent free in my mind yeah
At fault with everything so I can't lose by choice see
I been always here I just get new by choice
These niggas not as solid as they claim to be
Lost myself a couple times still remaining me
How I come out so light
And still know a black mans plight
Your shawty got my dick harder than a black mans life
They pulled up in them black vans twice
Locked up a few of my dog n gave a black man life
I spit that type of shit that give a black man life
That give a black man hope
The devil feed us poison give a black man dope
But yet I'm still stuck hustling
How y'all gonna tell me not to slang a couple substances
How you gonna tell me rapping is a pipe dream when I fell in love with this
This was all I had to keep my life from buckling
When I was going under and
No one was showing love to Tin
I wonder if I wasn't him
Would you still wanna fuck with him
My ex wanna post a picture with a bitch ass nigga that hurt my soul dog
Cause I always thought she was so raw
She was invested in me when I sold raw
Let me cook up in the crib and even rolled raws
When I was at the stove dog
Oh God
But I just talked to a shawty out in California she's the reason that I know God
She's the reason I still hold on
And It's life
Phone vibratin on the dresser hope my bitch came
Posted on broad telling niggas what's what on biscayne
Thinking how these 16s upd my wrist game
Been Paid we still using trash bags from save a lot
It's been mind over matter only matter if you save a lot
These niggas mad I matter and I made my self
Manipulating weather I control the wave my self
Who than the wave myself
It's Sea breeze I'm really cut like
I need breeze what the fuck like
My type of pressure make diamonds and it bust pipes
If shorty ever cross paths I more than likely hit
Pooh shiesty that's my dog but I dont do the shiesty shit
If you can talk my life well it's gon have a price wit it
Put the world on my shoulder I went and freak the mighty'd it
I'm mighty as the Bruce and evans
Just use my presence stay sane so I don't lose my essence
You lose with lessons so fuck it I fuck up just give me time yeah
Staying rent free in my mind yeah
At fault with everything so I can't lose by choice see
I been always here I just get new by choice
These niggas not as solid as they claim to be
Lost myself a couple times still remaining me
How I come out so light
And still know a black mans plight
Your shawty got my dick harder than a black mans life
They pulled up in them black vans twice
Locked up a few of my dog n gave a black man life
I spit that type of shit that give a black man life
That give a black man hope
The devil feed us poison give a black man dope
But yet I'm still stuck hustling
How y'all gonna tell me not to slang a couple substances
How you gonna tell me rapping is a pipe dream when I fell in love with this
This was all I had to keep my life from buckling
When I was going under and
No one was showing love to Tin
I wonder if I wasn't him
Would you still wanna fuck with him
My ex wanna post a picture with a bitch ass nigga that hurt my soul dog
Cause I always thought she was so raw
She was invested in me when I sold raw
Let me cook up in the crib and even rolled raws
When I was at the stove dog
Oh God
But I just talked to a shawty out in California she's the reason that I know God
She's the reason I still hold on
And It's life
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Writer(s): Dominic Martin
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