Saba - Cursive lyrics
Saba [Tahj Malik Chandler]
[Saba - Cursive lyrics]
And I put a few pounds on
Since I had my cap and gown on
Uh Aye tested out, no scantron
Bout to put my camp on
A&R checkin on my damn song
Mr chandler get them out yo head, dandruff
Little brother
City won't hand me down handcuffs
Grandson, your scholarship had been cancelled
Got that call but never answered
We out here like
My raps were never written neat
Scratch em out, and get a different sheet
Hear the beat, See I'm the epitome
Of a loser never had shit
But that's past tense, Ad-libs
How we rolling
Grind never stopped for a moment
From the ground up like a snow man
I'm your man to gamble on
Play my cards, I get my gambit on
From the bottom to the top, tag along
We after the globe y'all worried bout glow
We out chea on the low (low, low)
Ain't worried bout y'all (At all)
Grind hard cuz this is all we know
(know, know)
Westside train bound an all-star, hey now
An ongoing growing adolescence
With a way out penny for my thoughts
Pitching coins on the playground
Pigeons shitting bricks, like this trap
Not safe house you've been targeted
And taught not to talk against
Those opposed, toblerone
No tolerance, chocolate
It's dark in the city i arson the city
A spark from the pen and the pad and
Bet they all will come with me
My raps were never written neat
Scratch em out, and get a different sheet
Hear the beat, See I'm the epitome
Of a loser never had shit
But that's past tense, Ad-libs
How we rolling
Grind never stopped for a moment
From the ground up like a snow man
I'm your man to gamble on
Play my cards, I get my gambit on
From the bottom to the top, tag along
Since I had my cap and gown on
Uh Aye tested out, no scantron
Bout to put my camp on
A&R checkin on my damn song
Mr chandler get them out yo head, dandruff
Little brother
City won't hand me down handcuffs
Grandson, your scholarship had been cancelled
Got that call but never answered
We out here like
My raps were never written neat
Scratch em out, and get a different sheet
Hear the beat, See I'm the epitome
Of a loser never had shit
But that's past tense, Ad-libs
How we rolling
Grind never stopped for a moment
From the ground up like a snow man
I'm your man to gamble on
Play my cards, I get my gambit on
From the bottom to the top, tag along
We after the globe y'all worried bout glow
We out chea on the low (low, low)
Ain't worried bout y'all (At all)
Grind hard cuz this is all we know
(know, know)
Westside train bound an all-star, hey now
An ongoing growing adolescence
With a way out penny for my thoughts
Pitching coins on the playground
Pigeons shitting bricks, like this trap
Not safe house you've been targeted
And taught not to talk against
Those opposed, toblerone
No tolerance, chocolate
It's dark in the city i arson the city
A spark from the pen and the pad and
Bet they all will come with me
My raps were never written neat
Scratch em out, and get a different sheet
Hear the beat, See I'm the epitome
Of a loser never had shit
But that's past tense, Ad-libs
How we rolling
Grind never stopped for a moment
From the ground up like a snow man
I'm your man to gamble on
Play my cards, I get my gambit on
From the bottom to the top, tag along