
NO SAVING ME Pouya (Ft. Boobie Lootaveli & wifisfuneral)
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[Intro: Pouya]
Yuh, ayy
Ayy, yuh
[Verse 1: Pouya]
Don't look me in my eyes unless you wanna be with me
For my homies I'ma ride, I gotta hold it down, for real
Kill or be killed, Dade County boy for real
305 until my cap is peeled
Don't even talk to me if you not worth a mill'
Got no time for no fuckboy tryna get a free meal
Got no time for nobody tryna get me to sign a deal
Crack the seal, crashed the whip, I fuckin' hate myself
Runnin' from feds, fucked up in the head
I should've been dead, they got me on meds
Hit him in the leg with the lead, let him rot in the back of the trunk
With a .44 MAC and a pump, when I dump, not duckin' my foes
Money multiply and grow (ayy)
Split it with three of the closest homies that I know for sure, yuh
[Chorus: Pouya & wifisfuneral]
You know I roll so low in my Cadillac
And I been up to no good but I won't take it back
I looked away, they hate me now, yuh
Don't think nobody can save me now, yuh
You know I roll so low in my Cadillac
And I been up to no good but I won't take it back
I looked away, they hate me now, yuh
Don't think nobody can save me now, yuh (Ayy, yuh)
Yuh, ayy
Ayy, yuh
[Verse 1: Pouya]
Don't look me in my eyes unless you wanna be with me
For my homies I'ma ride, I gotta hold it down, for real
Kill or be killed, Dade County boy for real
305 until my cap is peeled
Don't even talk to me if you not worth a mill'
Got no time for no fuckboy tryna get a free meal
Got no time for nobody tryna get me to sign a deal
Crack the seal, crashed the whip, I fuckin' hate myself
Runnin' from feds, fucked up in the head
I should've been dead, they got me on meds
Hit him in the leg with the lead, let him rot in the back of the trunk
With a .44 MAC and a pump, when I dump, not duckin' my foes
Money multiply and grow (ayy)
Split it with three of the closest homies that I know for sure, yuh
[Chorus: Pouya & wifisfuneral]
You know I roll so low in my Cadillac
And I been up to no good but I won't take it back
I looked away, they hate me now, yuh
Don't think nobody can save me now, yuh
You know I roll so low in my Cadillac
And I been up to no good but I won't take it back
I looked away, they hate me now, yuh
Don't think nobody can save me now, yuh (Ayy, yuh)
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