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Survivor’s Guilt
Saba ; G Herbo
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Tell the story about-
Even in the wintertime, they identifying all these niggas dying
Ain't no break in time for the bacon, swine
Is a peace of mind worth leaving everything you knew behind
Move another town and
Hope the trauma don't amount to what you do in life
'Cause some people didn't make it, doing life
Yea my people need vacation on an island
All the people say we made it sorta lying
I got no alliance to no corporate buyers
Raise the mortgage higher
I'mma stand my ground like a fucking squatter
My father told me that the world was mine and I believed him
My momma said I was a heathen
My grandma was the one to feed us
I'm the one that pays my sister tuition I should probably go to the meetings
My grandpa smiling with no teeth in
My cousin still supposed to be here
Aye Aye Aye
Raised below poverty
Now I keep it sacred geometry I'm with my circle
I'm training for mayhem but y'all are more triangle 'cause I saw silly niggas don't change up
I'm still on my square like a plaintiff
Be careful they armed and they dangerous
For diamonds, some niggas is spiraling
They want us in boxes but can't contain us oh my god
I'm trying to move better what's really eating when you from a food desert
I see the newsletters can't listen to them they be moving to careless
This album's confessions of a man moving quick wonder he regret it
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Break in the door
'Nother day in the 'go
I can't take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Let the snakes do ya cold
It's the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Break in the door
'Nother day in the 'go
I can't take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Let the snakes do ya cold
It's the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Even in the summertime
It be mother's crying
Talking outta line
You get undermined
It's some real niggas here that wanna die
No stopping
Make as much as you can it ain't no option
I'm all across the land I'mma globetrotter
'Cause I left the fam on my old block and
Now I got no choice but to go harder
I plotted on everything
Said I'mma kill everything
Survivor's guilt rhetoric
I coulda been a B
But that thinking deadly
We facing the pressure of family that we watched suffer
I gotta lift 'em up outta gutter
I make a check I send that to my mother
They root for me like Ireland and Conner Mcgregor
Loaded up the Van some of them didn't fit
I got you next time we do this again don't trip
Had zero to my name so did the gang I was with
Said once we make ten bands we'll be rich rich rich rich
Break in the door
'Nother day in the 'go
I can't take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Let the snakes do ya cold
It's the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Break in the door
'Nother day in the 'go
I can't take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich
Let the snakes do ya cold
It's the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich uh
Bitch, I was rich at twenty-one
And I'm still on savage shit like 21
Havin' shit, Niemans, and Saks, I'm gripping it
Walk in, spend twenty K on the average
Real nigga straight off the block with the mills
Used to be broke and my partner on pills
Forty shots ran through the block, I couldn't hear
Spend that gap, now I got rocks in my ears
Stack it up, put up a lot for the kids
Sometimes you see, but that's not what it is
And when you see me, just acknowledge the G
I'm on top of my shit, 'cause I handle my biz
Stay on the grind, had to plot for some years
Ain't have no fear, I weren't droppin' no tears
Me and my old self we swappin' careers
I'm really lit, but I ride with a glitz
I can't break a sweat, gas up the jet, and dip
Rainin', you get wet, I'm strapped, just check my hip
All this VVS, it needs baguettes, it cost a grip
I can tell she wet, she tryna sex me with her lips, swerve
Break in the door
'Nother day in the 'go
I can't take it no more
Let the snakes do ya cold
It's the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
This came until my mother say "How would you like to come to Chicago and work for me?
And if you don't like it, I send you train fare to come back"