• Save Me From Myself - Jazz Cartier

• Save Me From Myself - Jazz Cartier

Альбом
Hotel Paranoia
Год
2016
Язык
`English`
Длительность
265900

Below is the lyrics of the song • Save Me From Myself , artist - Jazz Cartier with translation

Lyrics " • Save Me From Myself "

Original text with translation

• Save Me From Myself

Jazz Cartier

They always forget you until they remember they need some

I got that crack, that’s that shit that make all of these fiends run

Take a dab with your finger, I guarantee it make your teeth numb

But just a reminder that you didn’t climb the four favors cause you never need

one

Every nigga trying to one-up Jazz, I ain’t never tripping

I learn from my mistakes, being dolo on vogue, I ain’t never slipping

I heard you got a tape coming out, that’s cute, I would never listen

A bunch of internet stars can’t see, they eyes glued to the television

Live and direct, live and direct

Fuck is this shit?

Knife at your neck

Please do not move, please do not move

I’m on the track, fuck you expect?

Silent assassin

My demons too violent to manage

I’m driving no license on Rory and Ivan, I guess I’m too crazy to manage (who

the fuck are you?)

I am Lafleur, compare me to what

I came to reign, tear niggas up

I’m at the edge of the building, I swear I been losing my mind

Dare me to jump, dare me to jump, dare me to jump

Y’all must have thought I was scared of you punks

Tie up his body, meet in the lobby

Watch how you niggas get scared in a drought

Fuck around and see a catfish kidnap

Niggas lookin' all scared like I did that

I’m lookin' back like «yeah boy, I did that»

You keep talkin' and its finna be a mismatch

(don't do that Cuzzi, relax)

Enter my world, pardon my mess

Blow all around, scars on my chest

Money and music insistin' my debt

And if you see them boys, you resist the arrest

Bring the rice out, take my knife out

Get my clap on, and then it’s lights out

(I'm gonna fucking jump, I wanna fucking jump, I swear to God. Nah,

get it together, get it together.

You can’t fuck this up, you can’t fuck this

up.

Rarrr!)

I told niggas I pop and they bench slept

I can never be six God, I am the sixth sense

Bearin' more weight than a nigga can bench press

I planted my seeds, now all y’all been stressed

If life’s a bitch, than I finger fuck it

You niggas want it with Cuzzi, man I can press the button

I’m the prince of the city, I know the pressures comin'

And there can only be one, and I’m next to nothin'

Shit, how did we come to this?

The same kid who partied on Queen, is now runnin' shit

I’m finna shut shit down, like y’all Guvernment

And if you dappin' me nigga, wear oven mitts

Shit, no more funny business

Your opinion is litter, I’m not fuckin' with it

Y’all hittin' up Lantz, you not fuckin' with him

You hear this beat my nigga?

You not fuckin' with him

Don’t play us out, that’s my brother, and he raised himself

His momma went as a kid

Put himself in his basement until he mastered his shit

Nobody handed him nothing, he never asked them for shit

He ain’t ever left the city, never been on a plane

But the moment that this drop, a lot of that shit gon' change

I’d be lyin' if I said that «our shit don’t stink»

Play this shit up at my funeral, that shit gon' bang

I got two lil brothers, and a sister that I barely see

Thinkin': if I die, I’mma leave em' with my legacy

My step dad is ten times the man I’ll ever be

I put him through some shit, that I probably shouldn’t dare repeat

Whoever wanted me dead, failed terribly

This paranoia shit’s no joke, I need therapy

You niggas easy to come by, I’m a rarity

I’m on my Jay Z shit, moment of clarity

Told the world that they can’t stop me

Watch how I do it, but understand they can’t top me (nah nigga)

Watch me get cocky, I’m next at bat, hit it home like Big Papi

A man of many suits, I only bare the truth

I’m the General nigga, and I got many troops

And when I walk in the building, you know they all salute

(yeah, shit)

People all spreading rumours instead of spreading love

They not around when you down

Now I’m the kid with the crown

Now I’m the talk of the town

Yeah, I’m in a sick dream

I don’t know what this shit means

But by the end of 2016

Niggas gotta pay 20 if they need a 16

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