Saigon - Intervention (Let It Go) lyrics

[Intro: Saigon (G Martin)] (Yeah, check, damn) Uh-huh, uhh Sometimes, in life You gotta let go of certain things, man E'rybody got they vice But you know what though? [Chorus: G Martin (Saigon)] All these d** and all these hoes I just don't need it no mo' I gotta let it go, go (gotta let it go) I gotta let it go, ohh (I gotta let it go) And I don't love you no mo' And this ain't home and we can't grow I gotta let it go, go (gotta let it go) I gotta let it go, ohh [Saigon] Uhh, uhh For the third time Brian, you need to get it together Either you let it go or you gon' live with it forever God grant him serenity so that he could accept the things that he can't change or depression is gonna infect him Forget that chick, she wasn't worth it in the first place You knew that scenario was worse than the worst case Look how fast you got to first base All the times that she lied to you, think about that look on her face Hmm, I'm not a Dr. Phil but I could still prescribe a pill For love sickness, cause I know how a lie could feel Her look's my mother, my daughter started f**in with water I went from 190 solid to a buck and a quarter But I'ma recuperate in a hurry Cause I could stress when I'm buried in a cemetary And that can be, hey when, you never know Sometimes you just gotta say f** it and let it go [Chorus] [Interlude: G Martin] Just let, it, go ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh Ohh ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh I gotta let it go (tell 'em again) Just let, it, go ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh Ohh ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh I gotta let it go [Saigon] Uh-huh, uhh I know it's easier said than done, but you gotta let her run Go out there and find yourself a better one, son Even if she look good to your eyesight None of it really matters if she ain't got her mind right So what if the face is a dime? If the b**h is just chasin some shine she basically wastin your time Lil' T from Maryland was on h**n I said "was" cause he copped a bad bag, now we'll see him never again Paulie got addicted to medicine Never ate right, would take flight (Late Night) like Letterman But whenever he came home momma'll let him in He tryin to beat up the drug but he keep lettin it win Bro said the devil's at the door, if you let him in It gets worse than it ever been, he gon' fill your head with sin But if you lock him out life will get better though Sometimes you gotta say f** it and just let it go [Chorus] [Saigon] Uhh - this sing is for those with the scramblin habits The gamblin addicts, the fans are fanatics, and Atlanta dramatics This is a real song, it won't make the radio But if you hear it then share it with somebody you know This is a real song, it won't make the radio That's why I had to say f** it and just let it go Ha ha, whoa That's why I had to say fu*k IT and just let it, go [Outro: G Martin] Ohh ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh Ohh ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh I gotta let it go Just let, it, go ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh Ohh ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh I gotta let it go