Saviers Road

(There I go)

(Here I go again)

There I go fallin' to my knees right now

Tryin' to get it back on my feet right now

Choppin' up the weight I don’t need

Maybe I can sell it to a fiend, right now

Aye, what you need?

An ounce, a quarter, a P

I would sell you faith but you **** don’t believe

Lord, forgive them for they do not know what they do

But God, if You're listening (Yes, Lord)

I could still reach you

Ten P's in the rental truck

Trimmin' flowers in the Marriott with little cuz

Send him off to Arizona, let him build a buzz

Then get it back for triple the profit, help him split it up

Ten years, been a minute

I was somewhere between givin' up

And doin' the sentence

God, if You existin', help my momma get acquitted

If they plottin', then help me see it before they get the drop on me

Probably coulda been a doctor, I’m fond of optometry

My vision was like, Martin Luther on the mountain peak

Valley lows I left home for more salary

Smuggled O’s across border patrol, casually

Took notes then took control of it, manually

Hand to hand till it’s white sands under canopy

Now follow me

I’m too old to act childishly

But every now and then I park the Beamer in the gallery

Show off the paint

For spectators and the faculty

Same ol' **** that said they proud of me

Same ol' **** that probably doubted me

Who gon' work it out for me

There I go fallin' to my knees right now

Tryin' to get it back on my feet right now

Choppin up the weight I don’t need

Maybe I can sell it to a fiend, right now

Aye, what you need? An ounce, a quarter, a P

I would sell you faith, but you **** don’t believe