saba - life lyrics
[verse 1]
i got angels running ‘way, i got demons hunting me
i know ‘pac was 25, i know jesus 33
i tell death to keep a distance, i think he obsessed with me
i say “god, that’s the one,” i know she would die for me
they want a barcode on my wrist
to auction off the kids that don’t fit their description of a utopia (black)
like a problem won’t exist if i just don’t exist
if i grew up without a single pot to p-ss in
pardon me for venting
congress got the nerve to call itself religious
rich just getting richer, we just tryna live our life
[hook]
momma mixed the vodka with the sprite
they k!lled my cousin with a pocket knife
while my uncle on the phone
he was gone for more than half my life
he got out a year and then he died
i was on a road
talking to my father on the phone
left the city when i was just four
none of them would get along
momma begging him for winter coats
i was chilling with my n-gg-s [?]
now they tryna take his
[post-hook]
life don’t mean sh-t to a n-gg- that ain’t never had sh-t, yuh
light don’t mean lit in the dark, fight don’t mean fists, ooh
eyes don’t see, eyes don’t see, ice don’t freeze
light don’t leave, i don’t mean lie to me
[bridge]
tell me i’ll be okay, tell me i’ll be a [?]
tell me that she my bae, that i won’t be alone
tell ’em i’ll be okay, when i lost my [?]
tell ’em that we the same, tell em’ that we not safe
[verse 2]
i got my grandaddy soul, i’m at war that’s on my mind
i seen walter’s body cold, wish i could switch it with mine
i’m not worried bout no rap sh-t, distractions or wasted times
i still go to social functions even though i’m so anti
no i’m no rihanna, the cork [?]
to throw it like donovan, down a bit
i just been modeling my whole career as a [?]
studio monitors shaking, i raise the apartments
i’m bonded with profit, i made what i made, and allot it
amount of time that’s in my mind the time you was watching
so stop comparing me to people, no i am not them
a lot of people dream until they sh-t or get sh–gunshot-
that’s life
[hook]
momma mixed the vodka with the sprite
they k!lled my cousin with a pocket knife
while my uncle on the phone
he was gone for more than half my life
he got out a year and then he died
i was on a road
talking to my father on the phone
left the city when i was just four
none of them would get along
momma begging him for winter coats
i was chilling with my n-gg-s [?]
now they tryna take his life
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