Saba - Next Door lyrics

[Hook: Saba] Here 911 don’t come though Next door from a bando Chillin on my front porch And I’m Listening to Cam’ron I was Dreaming of condo Shorty at the gun store Chillin on my front porch And I’m listening to my uncle yeah He Told me stop the b**hing Granny gave me whipping Daddy in big city n***a He was on a mission And I cried I was so sensitive For everyday I missed him I was mad as sh** and then I got back to my senses [Verse 1: Saba] Yeah I’m Back inside my f**ing mind I swear this like my biggest fear I f**ed around and almost died The last time that I took this trip I never said I was a saint Just said that I didn’t smoke Never said sh** about my family who overdosed Momma drinking comatose It’s in my genes like a chromosome Daddy left he said he won’t be long But He was also wrong I go to school from my grandma home Seen my mom in that ambulance She was laid out on the floor And didn’t recognize her boy Bet Demons never seemed so friendly Family taking P’s like some candy Every week another auntie yeah Ante up cousin anted up Got his grammies up Go to private school got the ID And the Lanier Saggy pants and gla**es I am such a contradiction And my uncle get locked up And I just know to stop my b**hing And then shorty get locked up He got a case and they dismiss it Then my brother get locked up And that arrest raised my ambition yeah [Hook] [Verse 2: Lucki Eck$] Right right And I was stealing from this dope spot And I was just a shorty too Couple grams later found out they all at shorty school Finessed up out that jam they like damn look at shorty move Hunnid none less you lose your hand you try to short me too Lying cheating and stealing got me riding low now 15 off some X’s might as well take some O’s now Took from the wrong n***as then we was all ghost now Like only way you pa** is if you tighten up that O line Like Lucki you can rap but where them sick of being broke lines Yeah they pushed the rock so you know that “know your role” line Like Lucki you can rap but where them sick of being broke lines Yeah they pushed the rock so right It’s like I’m off my pivot drive and that’s why Saba with me anyway Lemon juice on cuts I’m wasting time making minute maids Who woulda f**ing guessed it Under ACT pressure But you know you score me I’m coming back Devin Hester like [Hook]