Saba - Survivor’s Guilt lyrics

[Intro] Tell the story about- [Verse 1: Saba] Even in the wintertime they identifyin' all these ni**as dyin' Ain't no breakin' time for the bacon, swine Is a peace of mind worth leavin' 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 doin' life Yeah, my people need vacation on a island All the people sayin' we made it, sorta lyin' I got no alliance to no corporate buyеrs Raise the mortgage highеr I'm stand my ground like a fu*kin' 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 paid my sister tuition, I should probably go to the meetings My grandpa smilin' with no teeth in, my cousin still supposed to be h- Ayy, ayy, ayy, raised below poverty Now I keep it sacred geometry, I'm with my circle I'm trainin' for mayhem, but y'all on more triangle 'Cause I saw silly ni**as done change up I'm still on my square like a plaintiff Be careful, they armed and they dangerous For diamonds some ni**as is spirallin' They wanna send boxes, but can't contain us, oh my God I'm tryna move better, what's really eatin' when you from a food desert? I see the news letters, can't listen to them, they be movin' too careless This album's confessions of a man movin' quick, wonder he regret it Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich [Chorus: Saba] 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 you 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 you cold It's the same as before If they hate, they some hoes (Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich) [Verse 2: Saba] Even in the summertime it be mothers cryin' Talkin' out of line, you get undermined There's some real ni**as here that wanna die No stoppin', 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 could've been a B But that thinkin' deadly We facin' the pressure of family that we watched suffer I gotta lift 'em up out of the gutter I make a check and send that to my mother They root for me like Ireland and Conor 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" [Chorus: Saba & G Herbo] 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 you 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 you cold It's the same as before If they hate, they some hoes (Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich) Uh [Verse 3: G Herbo] b*tch, I was rich at twenty-one And I'm still on savage sh*t like 21 Havin' sh*t, Niemans and Saks, I'm grabbin' it Walk in, spend twenty K on the average Real ni**a straight off that block with the mills Used to be broke with my partners on pills Forty shots ran through the block, I couldn't hear Spend that guap, now I got rocks in my ears (Let's go) Stack it up, put up a lot for the kids Some times you see, but that's not what it is (What it is) And when you see me, just acknowledge the G I'm on top of my sh*t, 'cause I handle my biz (G Herbo) 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 swappin' careers I'm really lit, but I ride with a gliz' (Ride with a gliz') I can't break a sweat, gas up the jet and dip (Ayy) Rainin', you get wet, I'm strapped, just check my hip (Got that) All this VVS, in these baguettes, it cost a grip (Ayy) I can tell she wet, she tryna sex me with her lips, swerve (Ayy, ayy) [Chorus] Break in the door, 'nother day in the 'Go I can't take it no more Let the snakes do you cold It's the same as before If they hate, they some hoes [Outro] This came until my mother say "How would you like to come to Chicago and work for me? And if you don't like it, I send you train fare to come back"