Can't Save Me (Explicit)

“Can’t Save Me” EBK Jaaybo – Lyrics

The preacher see me and he walk the other way he know he can’t save me

speak to my n*as like they donkeys from the G My n*as ain’t babies

This big *** hit everybody by itself Gales i aint aiming

It sound like when the drac shakin

Gon pop an opp before perc gales my mind gone

Know these n*as 5-0

Its **ed up we’re still gon slide more

Wish death upon you N**a die slow

Can’t sleep peacefully at night until his eyes close

I do walk throughs with Satan they are not godly

Step through for surely with some maney if I popped him

Bend a right and let me out here I think that I spot him

Opp n*a hit me boutta fade he think that im Rocky

clap it up

This n*a made me mad as **

It ain’t hard to get a b on your belt

Grab you one

We popped this kid now he don’t exist he never had a son

Pop a opp, switch fits Hit the crib then laugh it up

Act like I ain’t tag him up But I don’t need the credit for it

Almost got put to sleep his maggot ass ain’t have his weapon on him

Flopping like a fish took every shot when I was steppin on him

Ain’t never slid with me so Gales ain’t never smokin what I’m smokin

Pick rose and rob up cause we done bent a block before

I had to cut the homie off cause he ain’t sending shots no more

How she run off with the trap and you don’t penalize the hoe

I treat the *** like the opps do my thug then get on

Homicides and kickdoors

This a murder operation

He talkin like he demon gales he ain’t never talked to Satan

These shots meant to kill

God can’t help the paramedics save him

Then swap him for another pole before they trace it

Reckless when we chased him we don’t want him here no more

Left the house ready to shoot but when he died didn’t get to blow

Can’t funk with these n*as no more

They talkin too much on these phones

On the gram talkin bout a n*a that you know we popped

What the ** you n*as on

It’s **ed up I’m still gon slide on them

Mad as ** I left the drac

But I can’t dwell on that right now

I slide and put the 9 on him

I put that fire on him

Think he that man that flying ****

I put that iron on him

Got his bro calling 9-1-1 like help me please he’s dying on me

And if that body ain’t somebody then n*a I don’t want it

But it ain’t ** just strap them cleats hit their block and find a donkey

I might just hang my jersey up when I finally smoke him

This stupid hoe smoked too much ** and I can’t ride with smokey

Yea im smurkish slap my sucka music when I’m ridin on him

Sometimes I wish my pops was here when I slide it get lonely

My guys even phony

I can’t trust these n*as

Gon ** him over with fully before I ** with n*as

And I don put the grim reaper on a couple n*as

The preacher see me and he walk the other way he know he can’t save me

speak to my n*as like they donkeys from the G My n*as ain’t babies

This big *** hit everybody by itself Gales i aint aiming

It sound like when the drac shakin

Gon pop an opp before perc gales my mind gone

Know these n*as 5-0

Its **ed up we’re still gon slide more

Wish death upon you N**a die slow

Can’t sleep peacefully at night until his eyes close