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letra de hold me - september savior

[verse]
you ain’t promised sh-t but death and a debt from college
so i’m just tryna get a check and pay back my mama (uh)
i been runnin’ from the devil, he ain’t far behind us
cruisin’ ’round the stolo, smokin’ thrax, just totin’ choppas
we was eatin’ 4 for 4s, now we at benihana’s (yeah)
steady grindin’, got it off the muscle, ain’t no crowd around us (uh)
try to reach and you gon’ lose, i got stupid handles (nah, really)
i think you just confused, my views is panoramic
go to harlem, got my dr b-tches speakin’ spanish
i just think it’s s-xy, i’on understand it
i was raised by “c.r.e.a.m.” and “ten crack commandments”
a trench baby from the o, know i had to stand it
i was jumpin’ off the porch when i was out them pampers
me and my cousin stealin’ bikes, flippin’ off the cameras
uh, you do it first, i do it perfect
pay attention, the savior’s speakin’ at service
i’m astronomical, leavin’ you little earthlings
we go to war, i’ll stab yo’ neck wit’ a swordfish (aw)
celestial being, i’m way beyond the world’s grip
i just fly around the globe, watch me orbit
scorchin’, i be on that check, that scoreboard sh-t
your b-tch sittin’ on my porch all mornin’
and you payin’ for the data on her phone, bad endors-m-nt
i won’t give a bone to a b-tch before she learn tricks (yeah)
curveball, strike the f-ck out on the third pitch (wow)
just think about it, my work ethic is perfect (perfect)
uh, cry about it, i’m just laughin’, it’s hilarious
you doin’ sh-t for clout, watch yo’ mouth, it’s embarrassin’
i’m underneath y’all skin, talk about me to ya therapist
if you ain’t my brother, i’on care, i ain’t sharin’ sh-t (i’on give a f-ck)
if i’m showin’ love, know it’s real, better cherish it
don’t ask me where i got [?]
where i’m from, you catch a body ‘fore you even lose yo’ v-card
so i keep an extra chromie on me, somethin’ like a r-t-rd
barely 13 when i caught that b and e charge
searchin’ for the loot so i could run and grab my re-up
2020, i’on care, i’m trappin’ off a beeper (beep, beep)
smack him with the pole, like, “i’m savior, nice to meet ya” (hi)
i ain’t hoppin’ on a song unless you pay me for the feature
waitin’ on the day that i face the grim reaper (uh)
i-i been duckin’ him for years, i can tell that boy is near
i ain’t necessarily scared, i just really ain’t prepared, uh
and i can tell that boy is near
i been duckin’ him for years, just runnin’ through the [?], uh
i’m just livin’ life for real
i’on see the big deal in cryin’ over spilt milk, uh
when that same cow get k!lled
i been searchin’ for stability, my life on tilt
most dogs in the pound, just halfway scared
knew what i was due when i did it, i can’t blame no one else
go to war, win or lose, dead men tell no tales
how many times i’ve almost fallen thinkin’ life ain’t fair? (it ain’t fair)
if i don’t got it, i’ma take it, you can see for yourself
you could make it or could break it, i’on know nothin’ else, uh
yeah, i’on know nothin’ else (uh-huh)
can’t put no fear in the demon from the east end of h-ll, uh
[outro]
i’m from the east end of h-ll, uh
uh, east end of h-ll, uh (my soul)

- september savior

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