Southside - Save Me (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Southside - Save Me (en) Lyrics
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I been grippin' pistols, I
been cuttin' niggas drank
I been puttin' stickers, on
the bottom of the Drac'
I put the city on my back, I
can't really get a "Thanks"
I claimed niggas was my dawgs, they
turned out to be the jakes
Came in a thousand times before my
daughter, I was shootin' blanks
Could you really, really
save me? (Save me)
Could you really, really
save me? (Save)
Could you really, really save me?
Trench baby, I was on my
last with my fifth baby
Rent, cable, couldn't pay with
cards, it was disabled
Gotta build a relationship with your
kids whenеver a bitch hate you
Talk about you like you ain't
shit, likе we ain't save you
Every time I'm tryna go pay your bond
whenever they reinstate you
I won't believe no rumors,
that nigga snitch 'cause I
ain't even see no paper
Street niggas'll never get
tapped on the back whenever
they see us make it
My dawg be talkin' 'bout one of my dawgs,
I'm like that shit is crazy
You ain't got to be top-notch everywhere,
you could be trenches famous
These niggas be talkin' 'bout who they
killed that shit be entertainment
Sit back, laugh, and talkin' 'bout
how we came from the basement
And I don't be carin' 'bout the next
nigga, shit, the trenches made me
I gave you a thousand dollars on
brother times a lot of times
They ask me what I want in return,
I told 'em a lot of slidin'
I was down on my back, I ain't wanna
ask, that's just a part of pride
I never let go, never
ever, I lock down
Who gon' ride when you at
your lowest? From the guys,
I don't feel no harm
Head down, I pray with my palms and
I cry when I play with my son
When it's time, you better not
run, man down on St Lawrence
They dyin', they backdoorin',
they tryin' and they know it
From the streets, you go through courses,
gun down with no remorses
Real love, ain't gon' force it,
real love can be torture
Eight bars off endorsement, not
a gang, this shit corporate
Public defendants is actin'
like a lawyer
I'm The Voice, I don't hear voices
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