J.T – Saviour Lyrics

- July 5, 2017 - No comments -

[Verse 1]

Like Jesus On Their Ears Am The Hip Hop Saviour

I Go So Hard On Ma Books Now Am Counting Paper

It’s Funny How They Hated Now They Be Asking For Favours

I Always Push It Hard Put My Name On Your Playlist

I Be Braking Them Boards Now My Kicks Am Rolling Asian

Am Just Tryna Make Sure That My Name Is On The A-List

Am Tryna Make Sure That Your Favorite Goes Nameless

I Mean How Many Times Should I Tell You Am The Greatest

Remember Back Then Them Niggures Were So Shameless

They Would Pull Up The Trigger And People Find It Amazing

Am Amazed By Your Work My Niggure Am Not Shaken

Am Amazed By Your Work But My Niggure Am Not Shaken

These Niggures Still Believe In You Fake It Until You Make It

How You Gon Talk To The People While Faking That’s A Statement

Am A True Believer But I Don’t Believe In Satan

I Be Building My Legacy Shit Am A Mason

[Middle Verse [Hook]

Am Tryna Change The Game

Get The Money And The Fame

I Be Flowing Hard With My Bars You Can Call It Rain

Am Like Birdman In These Streets Ma Nigga I Fire Flame

If I Was You Ma Niggure I Would Stay Up In My Lane

What You Tryna Tell Me

Ma Niggure I Ain’t Selling Dreams

I Took A Pause For A Minute Yeah I Was Low Key

Father Make Em Listen To A Niggure, Yeah Father Please

You Want Beef Call The Police Coz I Murder Niggures

[Verse 2]

____ Competition

I Murder Niggures While Am Reminiscing

No True Religion

It’s A Fact

Now ____ Decisions

I Went From Rap To Kinda Trap Yeah Thats The Mission

You Niggures Wack To Tell The Truth You Should Probably Listen

This Ain’t No Game It’s A Life Niggure I Ain’t Dissing [×2]

Mentally Able (To) Disable Niggures Who Think They Are Able

To Do Like I Do Nigga I Ain’t Sliqe Niggure

[Middle Verse [Hook]

Am Tryna Change The Game

Get The Money And The Fame

I Be Flowing Hard With My Bars You Can Call It Rain

Am Like Birdman In These Streets Ma Nigga I Fire Flame

If I Was You Ma Nigga I Would Stay Up In My Lane

What You Tryna Tell Me

Ma Nigga I Ain’t Selling Dreams

I Took A Pause For A Minute Yeah I Was Low Key

Father Make Em Listen To A Nigga, Yeah Father Please

You Want Beef Call The Police Coz I Murder Niggas

[Verse 3]

I Took A Pause For A Minute

Sometimes I Wish My Mom Would Support Me And My Music

I Guess They Clueless

Sometimes You Think That Am Winning Truly Speaking Am Loosing

I Wish I Would’ve Grown Differently You Can’t Choose it

Some People Think That Am Going Far But Am Not Moving [×2]

Mentally Able (To) Disable Niggas Who Think They Are Able

To Do Like I Do Nigga I Ain’t Sliqe Nigga

[Middle Verse [Hook]

Am Tryna Change The Game

Get The Money And The Fame

I Be Flowing Hard With My Bars You Can Call It Rain

Am Like Birdman In These Streets Ma Nigga I Fire Flame

If I Was You Ma Nigga I Would Stay Up In My Lane

What You Tryna Tell Me

Ma Nigga I Ain’t Selling Dreams

I Took A Pause For A Minute Yeah I Was Low Key

Father Make Em Listen To A Nigga, Yeah Father Please

You Want Beef Call The Police Coz I Murder Niggas