30secchop (feat. Joseph Chilliams and Jean Deaux) (Explicit)
Saba"30secchop (feat. Joseph Chilliams and Jean Deaux) (Explicit)" es una canción de Saba, 2025, Pop. La canción dura 2:19, 58 lines / 457 words.
Letra
0:09Yeah check check check
0:10Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:13Thinkin' about mail that could tip up the scale while I tell
0:17Stories not your typical tales
0:19One leave you dead or in prison or jail
0:21We all jailed us versus life itself
0:24I had visions of a hill where God got killed
0:27Said I had a panic attack and told me that's not real
0:30I be thinking about the dead most times I chill
0:32Like the only thing missing my guys not here
0:35To the people who listen to any line I share
0:38I gotta say "Thank you and you're welcome"
0:40I grew up a scholar my homies grew up with cellys
0:43I turned my impossible odds more in to ready
0:46How could you believe that there's knowledge that you could tell me?
0:49Don't mistake my being quiet for I'm not ready
0:51Where we come from you can't be no weak one
0:54They poke a hole in a nigga like a Capri-Sun
0:56I needed help but didn't receive none
0:59Ain't **** special? This is every evening where we at
1:02I'm the cutest nigga still breathin' where we at
1:05All the fast money it get deceiving where we at
1:07I would like to present
1:09Thinkin' about mail that could tip up the scale while I tell
1:13Stories not your typical tales
1:14I need revenge like a slave on a ship with a sale
1:17Pivot Gang the only niggas that could do it this well
1:20And I no longer walk with my head low
1:23Rushed on the outside appear low
1:26Pool some split the balls so simple
1:29We alive and breathe again ayo
1:31No longer walk with your head low
1:34Rushed on the outside appear low
1:37Pool some split the balls so simple
1:39I split a nail to black your coffin
1:41If you think I'm gettin' crossed
1:42Yeah this Mary keep a MAC until the cheese is gettin' tossed
1:45Ladies and gentlemen
1:45It's the second coming ***** in case you didn't catch the first
1:48It don't matter who tool it up
1:49'Cause no man can see a verse from JD
1:52Just like a book or two JD like the boogeyman
1:54Why's he with that sugar dude?
1:56All these glass ceilings who knows if it's really bulletproof
1:59Cut just like the carpenter **** what you ****** wouldn't do
2:01Alright ***** my paper due
2:03Y'all hope I will not mistake but they ain't got the saber tooth
2:06Cook a nigga tell me what that flavor do
2:08I'm hungry for a *****
2:09What that mean?
2:10I got a taste for you
2:11Damn
2:11Brick white coupe angels stay on-route
2:13Damn
2:14But this nigga in a dress they cannot take the truth
2:16Damn
2:16But they hated Jesus too I guess it's déjà vu
2:19Damn
Yeah check check check Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Thinkin' about mail that could tip up the scale while I tell Stories not your typical tales One leave you dead or in prison or jail We all jailed us versus life itself I had visions of a hill where God got killed Said I had a panic attack and told me that's not real I be thinking about the dead most times I chill Like the only thing missing my guys not here To the people who listen to any line I share I gotta say "Thank you and you're welcome" I grew up a scholar my homies grew up with cellys I turned my impossible odds more in to ready How could you believe that there's knowledge that you could tell me? Don't mistake my being quiet for I'm not ready Where we come from you can't be no weak one They poke a hole in a nigga like a Capri-Sun I needed help but didn't receive none Ain't **** special? This is every evening where we at I'm the cutest nigga still breathin' where we at All the fast money it get deceiving where we at I would like to present Thinkin' about mail that could tip up the scale while I tell Stories not your typical tales I need revenge like a slave on a ship with a sale Pivot Gang the only niggas that could do it this well And I no longer walk with my head low Rushed on the outside appear low Pool some split the balls so simple We alive and breathe again ayo No longer walk with your head low Rushed on the outside appear low Pool some split the balls so simple I split a nail to black your coffin If you think I'm gettin' crossed Yeah this Mary keep a MAC until the cheese is gettin' tossed Ladies and gentlemen It's the second coming ***** in case you didn't catch the first It don't matter who tool it up 'Cause no man can see a verse from JD Just like a book or two JD like the boogeyman Why's he with that sugar dude? All these glass ceilings who knows if it's really bulletproof Cut just like the carpenter **** what you ****** wouldn't do Alright ***** my paper due Y'all hope I will not mistake but they ain't got the saber tooth Cook a nigga tell me what that flavor do I'm hungry for a ***** What that mean? I got a taste for you Damn Brick white coupe angels stay on-route Damn But this nigga in a dress they cannot take the truth Damn But they hated Jesus too I guess it's déjà vu Damn
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