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pivot gang - bible كلمات الأغنية

[intro: saba]
hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah

[verse 1: saba]
back inside my head, here come the loner, never chauffeured
but was driven, kept my instrument like i was lisa simpson
luca brasi with your handout
doc dre with my whereabouts
they waitin’ for an alb-m, me, i cannot take a fast route
f-ck what the hood like (f-ck what the hood like)
grew up in the hood right, what does it look like?
streetlights off with the cop lights
and that wealth startin’ to look a little lop-side
i just get strong, girl, i’m feelin’ like popeye
grew up out west though, shoutout to the southside
gotta stay on point just like hawkeye
any day could be your final, what the h-ll do i know?
i just lost some homies (i just lost some homies)
hunted down like primal, motherf-ck your color
black, white, or albino
only goal get richer, richie just like lionel
pineapple wild wood in the bag
dollar chips, they used to cost half
pour a little for the cemetery
spend it all and hope to get it back

[chorus]
money all around, that’s my goal
treat a dollar like i would the bible
on my mama, that’s just what i die for
iguodala how i’m playin’ my role (i see my)
money all around, that’s my goal
treat a dollar like i would the bible
on my mama, that’s just what i die for
iguodala how i’m playin’ my role (i see my)
money all around, that’s my goal
treat a dollar like i would the bible
on my mama, that’s just what i die for
iguodala how i’m playin’ my role (i see my)
money all around, that’s my goal
treat a dollar like i would the bible
on my mama, that’s just what i die for
iguodala how i’m playin’ my role (my role, my role)

[verse 2: frshwaters]
lost, still losing, they waitin’, i’ll help ’em find it (i got you, church)
follow all the cracks in the road, read all the signs (pay attention)
and don’t mistake me for your daddy, he left and you never met
n-body layin’ that d-ck to your mama steady
contemplating, i get older
she ain’t gon’ want for no one, pull me closer
i’m them thoughts when you get smoked up
feel the world up on your shoulder
hard to carry, still bear me
barely breathin’, lungs wheezing
i’m reason enough to scream f-ck the world ’til it bust

[verse 3: dinnerwithjohn]
yeah, you n-gg-s don’t see nothing, closed eyelids
we be lifted like them high breeze, high hopes
i touch a soul like a conscience, condolences over
when i took the stage, vince carter in ’04
’til these raps on the track, i go broke
and then i’m back, i re-up, got my back like a gun
not a guest, sure, no question, i get it done
crash like a hit-and-run
and for the funds, you gettin’ flipped like the fuzz
i resemble the frost, more caution
women only get portion, cover your porsche
you wanna pivot support
she in my dm, she probably send me a portrait
and then i got pork, she want the d like i’m pauly
she speakin’ italian, that b-tch think that i’m balling
but she wouldn’t know ’cause i’ll be gone by the morning
i dig it, pivot

- pivot gang

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