12 - open saga lyrics
[verse 1]
24/7 i’m on ma grind ( yeah)
i got no time, money on ma mind
i’m losing ma din sipping on some wine
ash on my jeans, hope you understand
if i’m getting commas, no delay (no delay )
you full of stories, n-gg- what you saying (what you saying)
i wish, i wish, n-gg- quite the playing
i can’t have it, i want gucci rags (yeah)
gucci duffel bags, full of benny franks, why the f-ck you hating (o yeah)
oyster rolly rose, vs on ma wrist, mouth is full of gold (yeah yeah)
22 years old, and i’m on the road, i will never fold
and to all of ma n-gg-s a little more time, we gon pull up in lambos (o yeah)
[chorus]
so i call upon wisdom, knowledge, understanding upon me (o yeah)
i pray and hope you be wishing all the good things upon me
(put this upon me)
apologies, am a savage, i got no f-cks, i’m being honest, i do the f-ck i want/ (yeah)
apparently i’ll grow the f-ck up (o)
i’ll probably do molly’s or poff poff (yeah)
i’ll probably pull up in a drop top
guess you wanna go gaga ma n-gg-
guess you wanna b i am, ma n-gg-
open saga be the f-ck you wanna 3x
open saga be the f-ck you wanna
be the f-ck you wanna
be the f-ck you wanna
[2pac interview]
“hold on now
i got you
play a beat
guys lets get serious
i feel as though i’m cheated because instead of me fulfilling my prophecy i have to start one
instead of me you know doing a good job in carrying on an empire i have to build one
and that’s a h-ll of a job for a 21 year old, you know’ i’m saying that’s a h-ll of a job for any youngster, male or female to have to build an empire for your family”
[verse 2]
i’m never seen in b-tches dm’s acting shady, never! boy i p-ssed that (bish)
but if shawty skinny and kinda thick i probably hit it from the back with no rubber on (yeah)
sliding it through, with her panties on (o)
on her toes if she bad to bone
shawty call my phone, when n-body home, get ya back blown (when no body home)
hit it on the low, never kiss and tell, i been long grown (i been long grown)
if that b-tch ya own, i can not be blame, you can have her tho
can we act grown, gotta bounce (yeah)
gotta hit the city with a pound (o)
gotta ball hard with the bros make the money, blow it on friend or foe (yeah)
[chorus]
[outro]
tints on my gl-ss f-ck who wanna see
ash on my dash pray i don’t smash
bottles on 12 god i want it all
bottles on 12 yeah i bought it all
you robbing from peter to pay paul
for the problem to be solved peter pay paul
middle finger to suckers who c-ck block
till the day that i die i’m standing tall
like i’m david, goliath won’t see me fall
for your problems i paid you, peter pay paul
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