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Pi'erre Bourne

Saving Grace

 

Saving Grace

(álbum: Born Seditionary - 2023)


(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

You cannot talk to me from behind a mask, oh
You can't be fake for me and think you passed, oh
On the real I'm the best thing that you ever had, fosho
It's a done deal, bitch and now you want me sad? It's over

Still tryna pave away just for my gang like every day
They dressin like me and they want to be what my mama made
Ten racks in front of my face, I swear that's a saving grace
They're talking about me but they don't know
I'm tired of IG back and forth

They thought that this shit was a joke (Ha)
Now they're telling me that I'm cold (for real)
I'm the man lil baby, I know
I get cash and stand on my own
I'm flying from the coast to the coast (woah)
And I'm getting so booked for them shows (real)
Ain't fucking with college dorms
I had to stay up and get this dough

And a day don't cross my mind
When she passed I was on my knees crying
They didn't even want to see me shine
But the light inside of me too bright
All the clothes on me I designed
Sossboy sweat and Balenci slides
It's days I wanted to hide
I put the bullshit straight to the side

Smoke my dope, find my peace
I can't sit still, make some beats
She's making me smile, she's making me cheese
I been wanted her but she ain't feeling me
She want my bread but I'm all she needs
How you gonna copy? You ain't my speed
Ball on you like the D1 league
Can't get it for free, these Rick Owens jeans

I'm in mi casa, eat sushi sip mi matcha
I jugged yo ass I gotcha
At the top, bitch who gon stop us?
Groupie hoe wanna top us
She's stalking me, wan' watch us
The knot wont fold its locked up
Smoke like 3.5 when I got up

You cannot talk to me from behind a mask, oh
You can't be fake for me and think you passed, oh
On the real I'm the best thing that you ever had, fosho
It's a done deal, bitch and now you want me sad? It's over

Still tryna pave away just for my gang like every day
They dressin like me and they want to be what my mama made
Ten racks in front of my face, I swear that's a saving grace
They're talking about me but they don't know
I'm tired of IG back and forth

hecho

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