Saba - Rap Dollar$

[Verse 1: Saba]

I’m that loser that they let sit with the cool kids

This my past on a record, and I reckon like a western film

Like Lazarus, I resurrected rap. Clear?

Like resuscitation, bro I brought it back

To Life, To Light

Till I die my hair turning gray

My bills never paid on time

This the life that I chose

Getting choked up on the stage at 15

Is this really your scene?

While Pops was singing

While Mom unemployed

Why Uncle locked up?

We on Massasoit

With a 4-track and more raps

And more rats in the basement

I wish I could build me a spaceship and fly

Towards them

[Hook]

Rap Dollars

Rap Dollars

Rap Dollars

Rap Dollars

[Verse 2]

Say, did that blog post you?

Pro tool, hard work paying off

With a call from an A and R

And a coffin to your old life

And the cause of death’s a larger check

Doctor check his pulse, is he ok?

Or is he too far gone?...

The Drake

The traits

That he got from his pop got him popular

He popping now, consider dropping out

Cuz school the opps

With no illusion, all these obstacles is optical

The sight 20-20, if I ain’t on when I hit 20

Are you still rocking with me?

That’s all I ask

That’s my concern

See me to my turn

Bandwagon bad rappers

You can see my gift, like a bad wrapper

Sab fans is family

This for grammys and them

[Hook]

[Outro: With Jean Deaux]

This for all of y’all

Who always had to hustle hard

This all we know

This all we are

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