ELZHI - Save Ya lyrics

rate me

Picture me goin out, I know what a ho about

Tryin to glow off the next man's dough account

But I've, been swift on the toes

Since an infant, why should I treat you different with a gift and a rose?

That's the way I could please ya, but you a hood skeezer

I should squeeze ya, for smokin up my good reefer

You see me hopin out of limousines

So you begin to scheme on my winnin team, but in your dreams

You got them niggaz actin strange goin crazy

Cause you got a figure that could change 'no' to 'maybe'

Infatuated with material things

You only see your feet in them shoes, your ears in those rings

But ah, you could come around on your best behavior

But sorry love I can't save ya

And I know every nigga on the block gon' praise ya

I'm international, I can't save ya

And there's only one thing I know

You really got to go for sure, hey yo (yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

Yeah, yeah

So baby girl on no grounds, will we marry, slow down

So just hold your horses like a merry go round, round

You fantasizing about shopping sprees

Cause you seen me droppin G's, like I'm choppin kis

Callin your best friend and tell her that I'm ballin

And how you go and have me all in love fallin

Fed you a meal, now you head over heels

Dead it and chill, you would have got in bed for a bill

But still, you can't explain why you feelin me this past year

Which one will it be you liability or asset?

Let me take a guess, you would show your naked flesh

And shake your breast at any man that would make success

But don't come around me for a favor

Sorry sweetheart I can't save ya

And we can roll out, roll up, smoke herb of different flavors

I can get ya high but can't save ya

Primetiming's in her mind

But she said me for this time

So now, me and you we could never be an item

You goin nowhere, look how far I've come

I got my own shit, but you don't own shit

You bone for a Sprint phone and your home rent

You might have played other niggaz but they not me

They see with two eyes, you know I got three

You can't play me, no not three

Uh uh, I'm not the one, that's why I got free (free)

You can't save the unsaveable

Ms. Unsatiable, you comin at me like a Flavor Roast

You want it your way or the highway

You raise your voice, but settle down this where I stay

You never cease to surprise me

So I had to go like a worker on a Friday

You know what you did, don't try to like me sideways

A little thing called trust

Blowin my phone up, all in my contacts callin peeps up

So time's up, I done been through enough

The road too rocky for me to roll so I bust up

Bust up, bust up (yeah)

I could send you my French ride

Was it to have a good time?