Saba – Survivor’s Guilt Lyrics (feat. G Herbo)

Survivor’s Guilt Lyrics By Saba (feat. G Herbo)

Even in the winter time
They identifying all these n***** dying
Ain’t no break in time for the bacon, swine
Is a peace of mind worth leaving everything you knew behind?
Move another town and
Hope the trauma don’t amount to what you do in life
‘Cause some people didn’t make it, doing life
Yeah, my people need vacation on an island
All the people say we made it sorta lying
I got no alliance to no corporate buyers
Raise the mortgage higher
I’ma stand my ground like a fucking squatter
My father told me that the world was mine and I believed him
My momma said I was a heathen
My grandma was the one to feed us
I’m the one that pay my sister tuition
I should probably go to the meetings
My grandpa smiling with no teeth in
My cousin still supposed to be here
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Raised below poverty
Now I keep it sacred, geometry, I’m with my circle
I’m training for mayhem, but y’all are more triangle
‘Cause I saw silly n***** done change up
I’m still on my square like a plaintiff
Be careful, they armed and they dangerous
For diamonds, some n***** is spiralling
They want us in boxes but can’t contain us, oh my God
I’m trying to move better
What’s really eating when you from a food desert?
I see the newsletters
Can’t listen to them, they be moving to careless
This album’s confessions of a man moving quick
Wonder he regret it
Once I make a band and get rich
Rich, rich, rich

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Break in the door
‘Nother day in the ‘go
I can’t take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

Let the snakes do ya cold
It’s the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

Break in the door
‘Nother day in the ‘go
I can’t take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

Let the snakes do ya cold
It’s the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

Even in the summer time
It be mothers crying
Talking outta line
You get undermined
It’s some real n***** here that wanna die
No stopping
Make as much as you can, it ain’t no option
I’m all across the land, I’m a globetrotter
‘Cause I left the fam on my old block
And now I got no choice but to go harder
I plotted on everything
Said I’ma kill everything
Survivor’s guilt rhetoric
I coulda been a B
But that thinking deadly
We facing the pressure of family that we watched suffer
I gotta lift ’em up outta the gutter
I make a cheque and send that to my mother
They root for me like Ireland and Connor McGregor
Loaded up the van, some of them didn’t fit
I got you next time we do this again, don’t trip
Had zero to my name, so did the gang I was with
Said once we make ten bands, we’ll be rich, rich, rich, rich

Break in the door
‘Nother day in the ‘go
I can’t take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

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Let the snakes do ya cold
It’s the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

Break in the door
‘Nother day in the ‘go
I can’t take it no more
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

Let the snakes do ya cold
It’s the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes
Once I make a band and get rich rich rich rich

Bitch, I was rich at twenty-one
And I’m still on savage shit like 21
Havin’ shit, Niemans and Saks, I’m grabbin’ it
Walk in, spend 20K on the average
Real n****, straight of the block with the mills
Used to be broke with my partners on pills
Forty shots ring through the block, I couldn’t hear
Spend that guap, now I got rocks in my ears
Stack it up, put up a lot for the kids
Sometimes you see, but that’s not what it is
And when you see me, just acknowledge the G
I’m on top of my shit ’cause I handle my biz
Stay on the grind, had to plot for some years
Ain’t have no fear, I weren’t droppin’ no tears
Me and my old self, we’re swappin’ careers
I’m really lit but I ride with a gliz
I can’t break a sweat, gas up the jet and dip
Rainin’, you get wet, I’m strapped, just check my hip
All this VVS, it needs baguettes, it cost a grip
I can tell she wet, she tryna sex me with her lips, swerve

Break in the door
‘Nother day in the ‘go
I can’t take it no more

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Let the snakes do ya cold
It’s the same as before
If they hate, they some hoes