Save Myself lyrics

[Intro: Young Nudy]
Do you got it?
Yeah, boy, yeah, boy, yeah, boy, yeah, boy, yeah, boy, yeah, boy
Where your blick, huh? (n*gga)
Where your blick? Where your blick? Where your blick? Where your blick? Where your blick? Where your blick? Do you got it? (Where your blick at, n*gga? Stop playin' with me, dude)

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Without my stick, where would I be?
I love my glizzy, man, it saved me plenty times out in these streets
I'm never duckin' when it's heat
You know 'bout Slime, he love that beef
You wanna play, I love to eat
You lookin' for me, I'm in them streets
I'm on the block, I'm on BC (n*gga)
This sh*t before Christ, pus*y n*gga, don't you f*ckin' play with me
I be worshippin' my gun, I be prayin' to my heat
Y'all don't do this sh*t for fun like I usually be in them streets
I can count a honey bun, drop that sh*t right on your feet (pus*y)

[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
I'm walkin' in the club, five n*ggas, they surround me (Surround me)
Thirties under they shirts, say some sh*t and you'll be drowning (In blood)
In your blood like it's mud
And I'm sippin' sh*t, no sud
Blues on me just like a Smurf, n*ggas think I'm Crippin', fool
Boy, I got n*ggas screamin', "Blatt," screamin', "Soo-woo" (Soo-woo)
I'm in Watts, in LA with the Damus (Damus)
Take a jet to NYC, I'm in Soundview (Soundview)
Paradise the murder zone, where they found you? (Murder)
I'm runnin' 'round like some hounds and we sniffin' for some blood
I remember I would shoot a Crip n*gga 'cause I'm Blood
I remember I was robbin', I got it out the mud
I was around when you had to catch one to bang Blood
n*gga don't know 'bout murder (Murder)
Haven't committed a murder (A murder)
Go to Hell, you tell
Uh, free the real n*ggas in jail (Jail)
I done paid some bails (Bails, huh?)
Oh, yeah, I will make them n*ggas cause hell (Cause hell)
[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Without my stick, where would I be?
I love my glizzy, man, it saved me plenty times out in these streets
I'm never duckin' when it's heat
You know 'bout Slime, he love that beef
You wanna play, I love to eat
You lookin' for me, I'm in them streets
I'm on the block, I'm on BC (n*gga)
This sh*t before Christ, pus*y n*gga, don't you f*ckin' play with me
I be worshippin' my gun, I be prayin' to my heat
Y'all don't do this sh*t for fun like I usually be in them streets
I can count a honey bun, drop that sh*t right on your feet (pus*y)

[Verse 2: BabyDrill]
Drop that sh*t right on the table, the love I got, they'll do it for free (Love I got)
Pull up, two guns bangin' for Pete
b*tch, ain't sh*t bigger than the B (Uh)
Walked in, thigh pad, bankroll bustin' out Amiri jeans (On B's)
n*ggas big mad 'cause I done put they big dog on a tee (Ooh-wee)
I wanna swat somethin' on ATV (Swat somethin')
All this ice on my neck, thought I pulled up, ski
Built this switch on the back of the G-lock, spray sh*t down like I'm sprayin' on Creed (Brrt)
Ten millimeter put a hole in a knee (Ten mil')
Yeah, turn brain cells to mac and cheese
For them n*ggas that thinkin' they out of my reach, sh*t, I can get a n*gga touched overseas (Can get 'em touched)
Just sent out the memo
Can't catch your mans, then we catchin' his kinfolk
I had to dunk you with that nine, brrt, bet that joint named Rondo (Rondo)
I love Sex, Money, and Murder, n*gga (Murder)
Think I'm from New York, the way I work that blick, how I get sturdy with it (Sturdy)
I know convicted felons with dirty pistols
From MLK to Gresham Road (MLK)
1900 to Flat Shoals (1900)
I done sent more blitzes than John Madden and threw more bullets than Pat Mahomes
WWE, I smack sh*t, talkin' 'bout big show
Big blick up on my waist (Blicky), try the Drill, watch how I blow
[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Without my stick, where would I be?
I love my glizzy, man, it saved me plenty times out in these streets
I'm never duckin' when it's heat
You know 'bout Slime, he love that beef
You wanna play, I love to eat
You lookin' for me, I'm in them streets
I'm on the block, I'm on BC (n*gga)
This sh*t before Christ, pus*y n*gga, don't you f*ckin' play with me
I be worshippin' my gun, I be prayin' to my heat
Y'all don't do this sh*t for fun like I usually be in them streets
I can count a honey bun, drop that sh*t right on your feet (pus*y)

[Outro: Young Nudy]
Uh (Uh), uh (f*ck 'em), I'm so motherf*ckin' Zone 6, b*tch, yeah
Uh, uh, I'm so motherf*ckin' Zone 6, b*tch, yeah
Uh, uh, I'm so motherf*ckin' Zone 6, b*tch, yeah
Uh, uh, I'm so motherf*ckin' Zone 6, b*tch