Save A Lot Lyrics

When ticket work

I aint gotta leave the town

Fuckin' with the network

Man turn yo frown to a smile

Lunch line lined up

Man turn my head pull around

Ridin' with so much huh

I'd have to sit it down

Had to follow up

With the big pop

He dont text alot

Left the spot with damn near no cheese

Still takin' risk a lot

Super fire deals

You can save a lot

Me and my niggas

Aint waitin' on no rap cheese

We get paid a lot

I still grind like Tony Hawk

But my grind a little different

Stackin' up on the East

My westside niggas miss me

If you can't afford attention

Lil' nigga better listen

I never lied once

Bout the shit i been living

Thrax got red hairs on it

Like Nicole Kidman

Bro hit me back

With that shit

Ima go get it

Hippie get a tester of that

Huh and said o'really

I dont fuck with little bills

I need big Williams

Even when my time up

The network gonna get bigger

You the type get caught up

In a jam and start pointin' fingers

Said the girly biting back

Just like Jerry Springer

Said she Michael Jackson bad

But shit meaner

The MOB Men

Know the one you love

A liability

It's like God send

The way I got this trap

In my ability

You niggas praying

To the sky

But talking demon shit

You killing me

So many hand to hands off

I know they feeling me

You gotta extra hours

Aint no hand outs

Even when you niggas

Say you down

Im never in a drought

Leave wholes in a nigga house

Ghost comin' out

Guess that's another trip to Vegas

So im flying out

But know im still a lo head

But mix it with designer

Waiting on a blessing

From the skies

But i need profit now

Wish i could to my Moms Dad

Boy I feel you know

Hippies had the porch hot

Had to cuss them out

I can show you some shit

You aint never seen

Smokers and some yeens

You can tell my life

Really what it seem

Anita Baker on me

I'll make her sing

Try and fuck with the

Hippie Network

And find out what it mean

When ticket work

I aint gotta leave the town

Fuckin' with the network

Man turn yo frown to a smile

Lunch line lined up

Man turn my head pull around

Ridin' with so much huh

I'd have to sit it down

Had to follow up

With the big pop

He dont text alot

Left the spot with damn near no cheese

Still takin' risk a lot

Super fire deals

You can save a lot

Me and my niggas

Aint waitin' on no rap cheese

We get paid a lot