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letra de save the day - lil darius

[intro]
(cutta, we rich)
huh, i’m the gift of the ghetto
i’m the chosen one
shout out everybody that believed in me, f-ck you if you didn’t, no cap
he got no choice but to believe in this sh-t now
we gon’ be bigger than big, b-tch

[chorus]
yeah, i stayed down, waited on my turn, ran it up at the right time (right time)
came out a dark spot, had to work hard, now look how the light shine (light shine)
designer shoes look like i skateboard (skateboard), tony hawk, boy, i be on my grind (on my grind)
i be hustlin’, babe, i can’t facetime (facеtime), when it comes to thе money, i make mine (make mine)
i gotta get paid (paid), tryna get out of them streets but i’m stuck in my ways (stuck in my ways)
i don’t think i’ma change (change), i’m tryna get cake, i ain’t tryna get laid (oh, no)
feds watching my page (page), i wish they’d free all my bros out the cage (out the cage)
i’m finna go put on my cape (cape), i’m the neighborhood hero, i’m saving the day (saving the day)
[verse 1]
spent a dub on my wrist, i’ma hold up my trophy (my trophy)
i ain’t selfish, you know i’ma put on my brodies (put on)
we gon’ win together, i’m shaq and he kobe (woah)
thank god that we turned them cuffs to rollies (to rollies)
we still pour them 4’s in sodas (in sodas)
we came up sleepin’ on sofas (on sofas)
my life wasn’t bad, you turn on the light, the kitchen was scattered with roaches (oh, woah)
but i made it better by grindin’ and goin’ (oh, woah), don’t stop, you gotta keep goin’ (keep goin’)
all these b-tches be lyin’, i’m already knowing (oh, no), don’t tell me, i’m already knowing (i’m knowing)
you ain’t even gotta ask, you know that i’m blowin’ (i’m blowin’)
if it comes to it, you know that i’m blowin’ (frrrt)
30 on me, i know that it’s showing (it’s showing), you can’t take it from me, i ain’t goin’ (i ain’t goin’)
i’m the gift of the ghetto, i gotta stay focused (oh, woah)
i’m big on the low but i gotta stay humble (oh, woah)
they say i’m the one, they be callin’ me “chosen” (oh, woah)
worked my ass off, i gotta get out the jungle (oh, yeah)
it’s the first of the year, bet i’m turnt by the summer (oh, woah)
ran with older n-ggas, always was the youngest
they always told me that i had a hustle (oh, yeah)
gotta give a shout out to my mom (oh-oh)

[chorus]
i stayed down, waited on my turn, ran it up at the right time (right time)
came out a dark spot, had to work hard, now look how the light shine (light shine)
designer shoes look like i skateboard, tony hawk, boy, i be on my grind (on my board)
i be hustlin’, babe, i can’t facetime (facetime), when it comes to the money, i make mine (woah)
i gotta get paid (paid), tryna get out of them streets but i’m stuck in my ways (stuck in my ways)
i don’t think i’ma change (i’ma change), i’m tryna get cake, i ain’t tryna get laid (get laid)
feds watching my page (my page), i wish they’d free all my bros out the cage (free out the cage)
i’m finna go put on my cape (my cape), i’m the neighborhood hero, i’m saving the day (i’m saving the day)
[verse 2]
i’m saving the day (oh, yeah), and i play with them dracs (play with them dracs)
when i hold up my wrist (my wrist), this sh-t shine in my face (this sh-t shine)
i remember them hard days when we ain’t have much, we shoot dice with them is (them juggs)
they was poppin’ it on me, them tables done turned, they don’t like how it taste (they don’t like it)
i told the lil’ b-tch just to stay in her place (oh)
i popped me a addy, i’m up for motherf-cking days (i’m up for days)
in a couple of years they’ll be riding my wave (ah-ah)
these chains on my neck, kinda feel like a slave (feel like a slave)
i get that paper, don’t care how it happened
just know that i gotta get paid (i gotta get paid)
i know that they hatin’, long as i’m gettin’ cake, i don’t give a f-ck what they think (f-ck what they—)
woah (woah), and free my n-ggas trapped behind the walls (woah)
i been working, don’t got time to call (call)
in high school, i ain’t go to class, i was in them stalls (stalls, stalls)
shooting dice up inside them stalls (woah)
plug ran from me, i had robbed ’em all (robbed ’em all)
it’s the first quarter, i guess it’s time to ball
no kizzy (it’s time to ball)

- lil darius

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