SodaCitySav - WOO

You talking to the Rolex wearing
Diamond ring wearing
Kiss stealing
(WOO!)
Wheeling dealing
Limousine riding
Jet flyin', son of a gun
And I'm having a hard time
Holding these alligators down
(WOO!)

Soda City Baby
Sav
(OOO mama Uncle Sam making beats again) WOO!

I put some money on top of yo head
Them killers don't care , no they just want the bread
That's what they say man the money gone change you
I'm from the gutter man that shit was painful
You think I hustled so much , put that time on the block
Just so I can stay the same
I put my all into this
Stood in the rain
Waiting on them better days
Don't exaggerate nothing
Try to catch me I'm bussin'
That chopper sang David Ruffin
Pistol toat in the function
Shed some tears behind this life so I ain leaving with nothing
Many niggas in the grave I ain lose em for nothing

I ain't lose em for nothing
Know some good must be coming
When I get it try to take it if you think that I'm bluffing
What you know bout pain
(Yea, yea)
What you know bout pain pain pain

Suicidal thoughts man they keep running my brain
But I'm too real to take my life I'm just gone swallow the pain
Got a way with these streets, you leave me there imma eat
Whether I gotta take some food right off yo plate
I got a way with these tools
Don't always follow the rules
That's why I'm steady moving, moving state to state
My favorite pistol a Ruger
Got no kick when I'm shooting
Put that shit up to yo dome while finessing and jugging
What you know about pain and hurting
Hitting a lick witcho brother
Yea you got the work now you gotta go tell his mother
We send some shots at the others
Gotta reverse the record
You know life a game of chess so why you still playing checkers
I put my blood sweat and tears into making some ends
I put my family on my back and I did that for the kids
Swear that I ain finna stop not even after a mil
You try to take me from my goals and for that shit imma kill

I ain lose em for nothing
I know good must be coming
When I get it try to take it if you think that i'm bluffing
What you know about pain (Yea, yea)
What you know bout pain pain pain

I had to hustle to live , mentality switched
Only focused on a mil
Still got a long way to go but I ain't gone stop
I just ain't kicking no doors
Never drop beef with the ops
It's up and its stuck
When I see them niggas they know
Most niggas ain't really bout it pop shit for attention
The way it end wasn't they goal
I just want my family in a mansion , cooking out
I just wanna be the one who made it through the drought
I just want myself to be successful screaming out
I just kilt a filth so I'm just thinking , thinking loud
I don't exaggerate nothing
Try to catch me I'm bussin'
That chopper sang David Ruffin
Pistol toat in the function
Lost some niggas to this life and I ain't lose em for nothing
Shed some tears behind this life and I ain't leaving with nothing
Don't exaggerate nothing
Try to catch me I'm bussin'
That chopper sang David Ruffin
Pistol toat in the function
Shed some tears behind this life so I ain't leaving with nothing
Many niggas in the grave I ain't lose em for nothing
Naaaaaaaawwwww
Naaww
Nawww
Ehh
Sav
Soda City Baby

Written by:
Sam Savage

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