SavoDaDon - On Go

Aye Aye Aye
It's the Don got it on my arm
She keep asking me do I really like her or not
Tired of saying that I need everybody
Truth is that I need myself
Giving advice too long
Tryna help everybody else
Wondering if they gone love me for me
Or just see what I see
If I'm down is they gone kill me
Or just watch me bleed out
I know fuck nikkas don't want that pressure
Fuck what they talking bout
Any nikka diss my fam
Then we fucking air it out
Cause I'm staying ten toes
Remember 8th grade in lost and found
We was tryna find some clothes
It was me and Shawn against the world
Then I met a girl
Thought that she was for me
But she too gullible and easy
To go sweep her off her feet
Believing everybody over me
I said if it ain't me and you against them
I gotta let you be
Then I went and found somebody else
And she really held it down
I ain't have no interest in no other bitch that came around
But how they say it right girl at the wrong time
I ain't gone lie since we split up man love been hard to find
I live 2 hours away but for my grandma make them trips
And when I'm in town and pass my mama crib yea I check in
Know that me and her won't always on the best terms
But if something go happen to her
I wouldn't know where to turn
(Where to turn)
Aye It's the Don got it on my arm
Aye Savo
Tryna save my soul
I been giving all my all this world too cold (too cold)
I can't waste none of my time on these hoes
Only thing on my mind is these bankrolls
And you know
Man we grew up in them hard times
Imma feed him all these hallows if he tryna take mine
I been working so damn hard it's hard to make time
Shordy you ain't my shordy u mighty fine
You a dime
Chillin wit my cousin
And you know he got them glocks
He's a glizzy gladiator
Yea that nikka talk alot (he pussy)
Know me I'm about that guap
And that she giving top
And my tracks yea you know they going up
Yea they don't flop
Waited for a long time like a new 2k
I'm not playing games, my feelings
Yea she just wanna play
I just wanna do me, uh, uh, do me
Remember nikkas ride my wave
Man you boys so fruity
Remember wearing wranglers now my game up
Nikkas they can't talk
Unless they fight me for a favor
And they just want my flavor
Sorry shordy sorry not
He was playing wit 130
So you know them shells got hot
But on go (go)
But on gang I'm on go
Nikkas talking but they ain't getting bankrolls
Nikka play wit me and imma wipe his nose
And I'm staying 10 toes for my gang fashoooo
(It's the don, got it on my arm)

Written by:
Savo Don

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