Safe

By Bobby G

Released on June 19, 2020

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Shown myself the ropes now I got heavy ties

The plan’s decided once I filter through the bad advice

I write a couple hunnid’ bars and then I’m energized

Mind exercise, tending to a steady rise, yeah

Planted seeds time ago, I had to strategize

Executing while they fantasize. Family ties

Stretching out to many guys unrelated

A hunnid faces in the crowd who recognize the greatness

For every hunnid, one feels the need to make a statement

With every statement, only fuel the need to take this places

Imagine me but stunned by hatred on a daily basis

Walk a mile in my Elevens most would take ten paces

Opps is dropping hot garbage, then they claim to waste us

Yeah

It’s ironic

I caught a glimpse of the top and kept my eyes on it

Word to Jiggy Dje, Bizzey, Crane, that’s my homage

I put my soul in the beat and write my life on it

Yeah

My whip windy, windows down, push this shit to sixty

Suave mood she got auxiliary, we singing Whitney

I let my tender side shine they still ain’t fucking with me

It took a lot of them to claim to hit me till it hit me

Their threats are empty, excuses lengthy

A lot of petty shit they do to tempt me

A lot of meddling and moves of envy

A lot of typing, only few will send me

Ask your homie what it took to end me

I’m well seasoned through their saltiness and bitter beefs

They gon’ have to do more than that to get rid of me

That bullshit, man it ain’t shit to me

I’ll be the realest in it as I live and breathe

Yeah, me and them are different breeds

Y’all chasing money for the sake of it, that shit is weak

My family healthy, living happily and skipping greed

So all the money in the world won’t get you rich as me

Life is good, counting blessings is a tricky feat

I couldn’t picture me without some opposition, please

What’s gotten into me, effects of the industry

On one hand I count the ones with matching energy

Eventually, TBE, it might be meant to be

I died in twenty twelve, this what the devil sentenced me

Too much expectancy, them thinking they the next MC

Next time they step to me, tell em’ bring the weaponry, yeah