Sacrifices (feat. Smino & Saba)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

That **** back from the dead

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

**** almost lost his head, yeah

Try to run, try to fly, try to float

Candles on top of the dresser

Baby, you down, need to bless up

Better watch how you address us

Playing no games, no dress up

I gotta idea!

Let's shoot Wild 'n Out in my hood, talking right here

Academy Award nominated performance, yeah

Let the AK spray straight for four minutes, yeah

That's a monologue, talkin' to the fog, fuck an ordinance, yeah

I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

Cut throat, rabbit's toe, I suppose

Maybe that's what life is

Aye, man (Cavemen)

Two dranks (Cave in)

Few blunts (Ease up)

Ooh, yeah (Please up)

Who cares? (Who there?)

Do what? (Wake up)

The hell (Heaven)

We want (Heads up)

Hey, you! (Yeah, you!)

Mother fuck (Brother fuck)

Sister fuck (Family fuck)

The system (Get some!)

Hey, you! (Day two)

Yeah, you (You, you!)

You a vege' (Do the dance)

Table (Get low!)

Chopped cheese (Knot knees)

Boy, please (Whatever)

You next (To death)

To go (Ooh-oh)

Who's that? (Ring, ring)

Your number (Bling, bling)

Call it up (Chalk it up)

Move over

I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

Cut throat, rabbit's toe, I suppose

See, a **** in all red from the North with the pole

It ain't Santa Claus

Brought my gifts to Atlanta, I'm Atlanta Claus

I can smell you pussy with the panties off, I

Been gettin' to the bread, tryna keep this shit low

But it ain't workin', my

Circle on fire like a circus now

Around the same **** I been around, so

Of course, I endorse my (Of course, I endorse my)

Ratchet ass **** from the North Side (North Side)

It's astigmatism, you got poor sight (Poor sight)

Let the bitches forget it, I do it Alzheim'

Of course I, I gotta voice my (Of course I, I gotta voice my)

Opinion on that ass when you walk past

On bro, that shit groovy, I made it

**** pull strings like a guitar, guitar, G-Star jeans on my sneakers

I'm a real soulful ****, collared greens inside your speakers (Yeah, yeah)

Ferguson days on Castro, wasn't no cash flow

But I'm good for the arch, I'm Dr. Scholl's

I'm good for your heart, lemme snatch your soul, soul, soul

Bloody sacrifices

Yeah, aye

Look at what a motherfucker do for the cash intake

They'll be right across your head like it's Ash Wednesday

You got to just get off your ass like your ass is fake

You can't sit, and if we ain't siblings, then I can't relate to they shit

I'm Asic, I run shit, I got it jumpin' like pump fake

I don't need nothing but one take

I'm from the part of the city where young **** keep 'em a nine like one plus eight

Our politician a fuckface

Corrupt like a Dogg Pound Gangsta

We duel like a small town wager

How I'm the dropout, major success stories, I favor

Used to cover my scars, I'm just tryna cover The Fader

Yeah, Pro Tools, knobs, and the faders

Tell pigs 'As-salamu alaykum'

You ain't 'bout static like AM radio, ain't even playin'

I put my heart and my all in my art, I'm alternate

All of them are the same, it's harder to tell 'em apart some days

I thought I'd call 'em out altogether

Rather than waste the amount of bars it'll take for me to call 'em out by name

You caught a glimpse of the alternate world I've introduced to you

Via the studio, got 'em studying our mixtape

I'm from the hood like my mama, put that on my mama

I lay the law down like parliament, all just with a pen and page

I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices

You can't be everything to everybody

I wanna be your lover, your best friend

Your Batman, Spiderman

Fighter pilot, shootin' all your rivals, and

I wanna damn near kill you to be the one that heal you up

I wanna be the one that feel you up

On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up

I wanna be the one to build you up

A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah

And the blah-blah-blahs, so nobody try to steal your thunder

Pull you under

Toss my hoes out, Royal Rumble

We done moved out to the Boondocks

Built a big house, there he wonders

How somewhere, along the way

He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler

I been so disconnected, my perspective is ignorant

When you rich, **** don't wanna correct you

Say something crazy, they won't interject

Do every drug that you want, they gon' let you

Dangerous when it's nobody to check you

I be havin' to check myself

****, stop holding that money, you know you got plenty

I be havin' to spread my wealth

I used to be at the crib myself

Seven years old, off of Bragg Boulevard

Where they bag up the raw

They gon' stand on the corner, one hand on they balls

And they ran when the cops come, there go the laws

Then I packed up a bag and I trapped it up north on the path of a star

And I ran into you like I met you before

Now damn, me and you goin' half on a boy, sing

Huggin' the block, huggin' the block all day

I had nowhere to go, she gave me a place to stay

She gave me her heart to hold, I still got that shit to this day

She ridin' with me on the road, she writin' with me in the A

Huggin' the block, huggin' the block, okay

She gave me the gift of my son, and plus, we got one on the way

She gave me a family to love, for that, I can never repay

I'm crying while writing these words, the tears, they feel good on my face, hey

And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah

If I don't love you how I'm supposed to

And yesterday could feel just like a waste, yeah

If I don't love you how I'm supposed to

I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices