J.K. Mac - Saviour

Callin' out my name
I Know the neighbors hear me in it
She was acting shy
We at the crib now she ain't timid
Drop a tab of acid
On my visions be so vivid
My soul black as night
They do me wrong better fear my grimace
She don't do no favors
I be her true saviour
Wake up in the morning
Lick my lips and I still taste her
Last night we got wasted
Shawty she ain't basic
I need about 3 whole rings
Way I keep winning cases
They say its cheaper to keep her
I made that hoe a believer
Weapons we tote illegal
Aint cut like me they feeble
I be walking in my city no security needed
I got tired of being broke
I see a check I'm a need it
Way this money on my wrist
I could never be anemic
Niggas hating on a nigga
But they some haters we ain't beefing
These hoes they simping for online
In real life look like jeepers creepers
I just need a down to earth chick
Who gon vibe with all my peoples
Money root of all evil
Well then goddammit I'm the devil
I see red in that field
These niggas never on my level
I see money bags
That's why niggas goin federal
Blue cheese in my pocket
We don't crumble under pressure hoe
Callin' out my name
I know the neighbors hear me in it
She was acting shy
We at the crib now she ain't timid
Drop a tab of acid
On my visions be so vivid
My soul black as night
They do me wrong better fear my grimace
She don't do no favors
I be her true saviour
Wake up in the morning
Lick my lips and I still taste her
Last night we got wasted
Shawty she ain't basic
I need about 3 whole rings
Way I keep winning cases

Written by:
Jonathan McClarin

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