Nick Saban (feat. Voda Fuji)

I ain't gotta keep up with an image
3.5 on me, baby, this is how we living
Uh, real game, no scrimmage
All this square footage, baby, how are you tripping?
Yeah, M.I.A, I ain't miss
Broke at 29, better mind yo' business
Wake up to a bag every day like Christmas
I get high all the time, that's how I deal with it
I've been tryna buy a crib with the e-statements
Shit harder than you think, bae, I keep waiting
No handouts, I don't need favors
Shit so hard, everybody deepfaking
Uh, I've been trip-taking
Uh, yeah, I've been risk-taking
Told the bro we'll be good if we just stay patient, uh
Yeah, all he wanna do is be Nick Saban

Nine times out of time, I'm getting paid if I appear
German engineering, whip it down, prolly steering
I don't got no interference, I can see the money clearly
She look me up on Google, baby, now she take me serious
I'ma take care of the ones I hold dearest
I like looking straight forward, baby, I don't like mirrors
I be so stressed, I get high, I'm tryna cure it
Up all night tryna test my endurance
I get money from the first to the thirtieth
I'm busy 'til 2040, not earlier
She don't want no regular, she wanna live luxurious
I'm too competitive with the money, bae, it's personal
You can't walk inside the stu' if I ain't never heard of you
I don't know who to turn to
I was making money, I was listening to curfew
Yeah, I don't have to get high but I prefer to
I got control of my emotions, but my bro he might just hurt you
All that talk behind their back, this is what it earns you
I don't see my exes where I'm at, bitch, I ain't worried, they don't live like this
New Chanel on some light shit
Look at what we driving, GTA type shit
Bae, I'm picky with the people I spend time with
I can tell right off the bat what yo' vibe is
Bae, I need a driver
Watch brand new, still timeless
It got cold inside L.A., I switched the climate (Ooh)

I ain't gotta keep up with an image
3.5 on me, baby, this is how we living
Uh, real game, no scrimmage
All this square footage, baby, how are you tripping?
Yeah, M.I.A, I ain't miss
Broke at 29, better mind yo' business
Wake up to a bag every day like Christmas
I get high all the time, that's how I deal with it
I've been tryna buy a crib with the e-statements
Shit harder than you think, bae, I keep waiting
No handouts, I don't need favors
Shit so hard, everybody deepfaking
Uh, I've been trip-taking
Uh, yeah, I've been risk-taking
Told the bro we'll be good if we just stay patient, uh
Yeah, all he wanna do is be Nick Saban

OK, I put bands in the Sprinter van
She wanna be around the kid 'cause I got milligrams
Pink coat, chinchilla like I'm Killa Cam
Big dope, rolling up this Backwood, hold the kilogram
Hoo, OK, I got it
'Bout a dozen stolen lighters and they hidden in my pocket
Came with twelve players 'round me like I'm playing for the Rockets
When I hit, shawty acting like she fucking with a socket like, "Whoa"
Whoa, big shaker
Shawty, stop fucking with a bench player
Bro, I know she cool but she doesn't want you to save her
I can hear it in yo' tone, you a faker, uh
And she's not
Bad lil' dancer, thicker than the plot
Got a room full of Cancers fucking on the spot
Don't you try to duplicate, bro, you everything I'm not
'Cause

I ain't gotta keep up with an image
3.5 on me, baby, this is how we living
Uh, real game, no scrimmage
All this square footage, baby, how are you tripping?
Yeah, M.I.A, I ain't miss
Broke at 29, better mind yo' business
Wake up to a bag every day like Christmas
I get high all the time, that's how I deal with it
I've been tryna buy a crib with the e-statements
Shit harder than you think, bae, I keep waiting
No handouts, I don't need favors
Shit so hard, everybody deepfaking
Uh, I've been trip-taking
Uh, yeah, I've been risk-taking
Told the bro we'll be good if we just stay patient, uh
Yeah, all he wanna do is be Nick Saban



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