West$ide Vo - Save It (feat. ZeKe & Rod$ta)

4Sound
What it do Vo
Save it

Rippin' and runnin'
Staying up I be beatin' the sun up
Fresh off a cruise
Vo send me beats, want him part of the come up
I tried to tell em I got that fire...
Lemme get right
Ok, I got it this what y'all been waitin on
The reason I'm gettin all these text
This what y'all waitin on
From being slept on to waited on
Well I got something for all that waitin holmes
Yea when you speak on my name relate it to greatness
To be honest I'm sick of all these rappers and how they faking
When I'm on the field or in the studio feel like vacation
Something good gotta be comin my why from all the risk that I'm taking
And to be honest
I been staying to me self
Living the best way that I can
But the devil keep on testing me
And when I was young, I never had a dream of me copping a degree
So if I don't, don't think no less of me
See it started when I was young
When I was 10 or maybe 9
That I was gone mix baseball and music
And everyday I was gone grind
And looking at it now I don't think I'm that far behind
So without it, or maybe I might be fine
But really I can feel that clock tickin
Racing in my head
Everyday feel like I'm racing time
And I done gave myself anxiety
Or it's just me having the fear of me falling behind
1 Step
2 Step closer
Only due time 4Sound on them poster
Every beat I get I ride like a rover
Yea it's winter time but heating up just like a toaster
4Sound, PMD, #TheFamily I thought I told ya
Khai drop
Rod drop
Nate drop
CP, damn we taking over
Middle of the winter but I'm heating up like a toaster
Gotta live that good life
No more spooky days like October
Damn my circle tight
Ain't got no snakes just like a cobra
Fighting for my life, let's get it poppin like a soda
Everyday I wake up fighting for it like its over
Tried to stay away but they just keep coming over

Hol up
Pass me that back, this a 4$ound relay
This ain't in the stores, baby this ain't eBay
Can you stay the night baby
That's what she say
Sorry imma money maker
That's what we say
Rappers so cliché
It's 4Sound but imma need that money like today
The goal is to run it up and split it like 4 ways
We done came to far just for us to split ways
Beats need first aid
Fyna bomb on these niggas
I can't save it David
When I drop it I guarantee they gone play it David
Underdog go against Goliath
Shit I feel like David
Run it up and peep they faces
You can tell they hate it
Imma beast at what I do
And I do it well
So when they hear it, they run it back like Benny Snell
Imma genius with these flows
Should've went to Yale
It's hard to make it from the bottom but I still prevail

Written by:
Isaiah Lewis, Roderick Thomas

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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