Life Lyrics - Saba

[Verse 1] 

I got angels running 'way, I got demons hunting me 

I know 'Pac was 25, I know Jesus 33 

I tell death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed with me 

I say God, that's the one, I know she would die for me 

They want a barcode on my wrist 

To auction off the kids that don't fit their description of a utopia (black) 

Like a problem won't exist if I just don't exist 

If I grew up without a single pot to piss in 

Pardon me for venting 

Congress got the nerve to call itself religious 

Rich just getting richer, we just tryna live our life 

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[Hook] 

Momma mixed the vodka with the sprite 

They killed my cousin with a pocket knife 

While my uncle on the phone 

He was gone for more than half my life 

He got out a year and then he died 

I was on a road 

Talking to my father on the phone 

Left the city when I was just four 

None of them would get along 

Momma begging him for winter coats 

I was chilling with my niggas [?] 

Now they tryna take his 

[Post-Hook] 

Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't never had shit, yuh 

Light don't mean lit in the dark, fight don't mean fists, ooh 

Eyes don't see, eyes don't see, ice don't freeze 

Light don't leave, I don't mean lie to me 

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[Bridge] 

Tell me I'll be okay, tell me I'll be a [?] 

Tell me that she my bae, that I won't be alone 

Tell 'em I'll be okay, when I lost my [?] 

Tell 'em that we the same, tell em' that we not safe 

[Verse 2] 

I got my grandaddy soul, I'm at war that's on my mind 

I seen Walter's body cold, wish I could switch it with mine 

I'm not worried bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted times 

I still go to social functions even though I'm so anti 

No I'm no Rihanna, the cork [?] 

To throw it like Donovan, down a bit 

I just been modeling my whole career as a [?] 

Studio monitors shaking, I raise the apartments 

I'm bonded with profit, I made what I made, and allot it 

Amount of time that's in my mind the time you was watching 

So stop comparing me to people, no I am not them 

A lot of people dream until they shit or get sh-*gunshot* 

That's life 

[Hook] 

Momma mixed the vodka with the sprite 

They killed my cousin with a pocket knife 

While my uncle on the phone 

He was gone for more than half my life 

He got out a year and then he died 

I was on a road 

Talking to my father on the phone 

Left the city when I was just four 

None of them would get along 

Momma begging him for winter coats 

I was chilling with my niggas [?] 

Now they tryna take his life