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ls [atd] - save your pennies lyrics

[intro]

it’s going up
it’s going up
d+mn right, it’s going up

[verse]

vic said “save your pennies”
i didn’t have many to my name
so i made ’em stretch for me on some pre+game sh+t
hennytin i used to buy came with premeditating
like it was bl++dy murder i was doing, pursuing
i was split personality like ’04 cassidy
two people at the bar debating
while i was waiting to be served by the barmaid
i had the angel on my shoulder called my mother
on the other, my devilish brother
but sometimes the villain spеaks the gospel
and the hеro’s hostile
gabriel blind to me throwing money in the basket owned by the pentecostal, or in my case the mission’s hall, rest in peace to bri & hazel
i closed the door on that way of thinking
i gotta hold onto my sobriety so tight
’cause rarely you caught me drinking in the club or buying bottles in the pub at 16, babysitting off my paper round money
scarcity of going broke turned me funny in the tummy
but it stopped me buying drugs that’d have me hopping like a bunny
dummy, you were meant to sell them
then you could’ve been caking off the cream, fool
baking in the pyrex
nah, it’s all good, i did the right thing by putting on the latex to keep my hands clean, no dirty money like diddy, know what i mean?
back to the topic, i got it like track 3 on the blow up
my nose might as well have had it snorted
and been left distorted, instead i was so on that prose
goals+driven the life i was living and chose and was living wasn’t on the weekend
spending would go all on shoes and shows
blew my load quick on those
while getting hoes was pending, i suppose
but not every hole was a goal driving was, shiiid in retrospect i was a
selfish lover, should’ve spent more time on you
thinking longevity and not for the minute
’cause i could’ve had a whip by now
but for too many years, i/ls chose style
all for what, just to keep/maintain a profile
for my peers to be impressed
man, it weren’t worthwhile, i guess it comes full circle
like money catch money
yet i still no success, but i digress
if mistakes the best teacher, then ls knows best
but i’m grown now, on my own now
learned my less+on, no longer juvenile
my dream boutta catch dream like cat catch mouse and k!ll like pest
not worried ’bout rent, ’cause one day i’ll have a house and a car when i pass my test
but for now, like rebel ins, i invest in the stu, though (shout out to si, man) dough so little, soon up like nip ridin’ with racks in the middle
a voice in my head like rko’s said it’s meant for you, your destiny, child
never mind the times of destitute
get yourself together come like bey, kelly & mich+lle at the super bowl xlvii/47 and regroup
coming out swinging like a once+closeted lgbtq member to some diana ross when you make your vestibule
treat yo’self (if you can afford to)
at the end of the day (you weren’t born to)
die with cash, you could be gone in a flash
still, i say live sunny, just keep some money
in the stash for the rainy dayz, don’t let it rule everything around you like raekwon
you can sip a little bit more in moderation
keep frivolous expenditure tipsy like j+kwon
if you don’t go broke, you ain’t gotta mend it
ya+tility prices taking the pess goin’ like a mile long on an up+north trip
like becks in ’91, buzz cut in ’01, not here tryna break a rule, just bend it, yeah?
(but here’s the twist)
ah, i’m far from an overnight success, so i can’t won’t stop yet, bet
you didn’t see that coming, get
ready, best believe it was a nwo years in the may king like albert 1905
like five past sev, and it was a whole plan adjacent to the covid+19 plandemic they had prepped like a formula bottle for a baby to gradually grow up out the pram, but i’ll say less on that
now it’s big dough for the cheese and the cold cuts
for the cured, you gotta go ham, stay away from the pharma
gotta do double duty for the oz to get wham, make the flesh grow back harder
keep pressing, stay off the juice, ’cause it’ll come back ’round like karma
i suppose all that stuntin’ on the ‘gram was a little much, now you’re one t off ot, making up for lost time that you spent in the can, i’m soon done
give me 21 seconds and i’ll stop the palaver
cold world outside, hope you got a pullover
like the feds behind you with the blue lights and a siren, no sd1 rover
undercover moving devious like a cheater ’cause you ain’t so what you supposed ta
thank you for you time, license and registration, please
you better hand over
now back to andover
this my mind i’m imprisoned to
had to come back ’round to visit you
a top pick like #1 in a draft, the earth’s wind’s not just gonna breeze by and get rid of you like extinguishing fire, gotta address this issue and work on it until it’s invisible
never had much time never mind money, life’s short, perfect recipe for some ridicule
when everything you wanted was so far away like my old friend kay
you’d ride around every day for £10 on a weekend, i think sat+rday morning
sunday a.m. come, if my alarm fail, mom calling to wake me up, still yawning
had an umbro bracelet watch and a safe in ’05, saved pocket money for weeks just to feel like i was balling
wrist not like freeze, more hot like heat second pick in ’92 like alonzo mourning
alfonso rich, feeling fresh like will i got passed down
probably too spoilt by my aunt, cousin was a pr+ck, so i had to ignore him
remember one time i coulda bored him, bullying so bad, like elle swear i suttin’ for him
pause that, moreso her friend abi amongst many other chicks so i’d get all the kicks like reece mom bought for him
could’ve been in debt up to her neck, but until past twenty years after little did i know dough like when my aun+t told me she married a chinese man called bordin
come from foreign, in ja my pound coins probably exchange to some heavy metal like i am made on my soil got enough to buy the whole collection of ralph lauren
but that’s talking many years ago, there’s plenty more to go
these just my thoughts, well, i saved enough pennies
just reaping what i sow
yesterday is not the same way i choose to blow the dough
i’d still surpass making grands, since i’m kinda done with wearing brands
so, it’s my world and my destiny
just tryna pass on some legacy before i pass on these words i pass on, they’re no longer my own like natasha bedingfield, brother, this i gotta get through to my hereditary
possibly predetermined and written by the lord the only ghost i know
the pen was in his hands, he sent an angel with the message in visible waves to my brain, guess it’s an idea that was meant to be
don’t matter what i did in the past, god loves a trier and a sinner’s still at the mercy of/in his eyes desire for me to get higher and become a changed man. save your pennies

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