| Friends sayin' let’s go
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| But they only want your gold
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| Homie, better save yourself, yeah
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| Drugs made you come close
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| Yeah, it almost took your soul
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| Yeah, you better save yourself
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| Fame got my head swole
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| Yeah, belly got a hole
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| Guess I gotta save myself
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| Money taking control
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| This is all a nigga knows
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| Damn, I better save myself
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| Yeah, damn, I better save myself
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| Damn, you better save yourself
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| Like it’s your last breath
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| This life is filled with landmines, could be your last steps
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| That makes me stomp even harder on this terrain I’m given
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| Don’t get distracted by getting paid and not pay attention
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| And then play the victim
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| I played the role, acting extra like B-roll
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| Now I feed the soul 'stead of feeding my ego
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| I still got an edge, still an upper hand, no opposition
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| I find that the only person to fear is that person that’s in the mirror,
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| that’s my only competition
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| Young black with no faith in the system
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| Hope that resonated for those that’s feeling less than
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| That’s screaming for help but screams falling on deaf ears
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| Just believe what I’m saying
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| These words’ll strike a chord like Stevie’s piano playing now
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| Friends sayin' let’s go
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| But they only want your gold
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| Homie, better save yourself, yeah
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| Drugs made you come close
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| Yeah, it almost took your soul
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| Yeah, you better save yourself
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| Fame got my head swole
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| Yeah, belly got a hole
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| Guess I gotta save myself
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| Money taking control
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| This is all a nigga knows
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| Damn, I better save myself
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| Yeah, damn, I better save myself
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| Damn, you better save yourself
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| Real friends keep you grounded so you can elevate
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| The type that rather stay workin' instead of celebrating
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| Premature with champagne glasses, yeah, we’d rather wait
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| Until some more commas and zeros are added by two
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| What some call crazy, I’m like, «It's cool»
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| Cut from a different cloth, came from a different school of thought
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| Play by some different rules
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| That’s prepared me for what’s yet to come (Yeah)
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| Handle stress better than some, maybe 'cause where I’m from
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| They try to turn your truth to something reckless
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| Unpopular opinions, no political correctness
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| Never expect me to choose sides
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| We just tryna choose something effective
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| Yeah, damn, I better save myself
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| Damn, you better save yourself
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| Yeah, damn, I better save myself |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Save Yourself , by - Black Milk. Song from the album DiVE, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп