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Savior
Yah, yah, yaah
Hide my tears, yeah
Hide my tears, yeah, behind some Gucci shades
Hide my tears, yeah
Hide my tears, yyyaeeaah

Hide my tears, yeah, behind some Gucci shades
We getting drunk, yeah, listening to Gucci Mane
I don't know what I'mma do today
But I gotta find me something to get through all this pain
Hide my tears, yeah, behind some Gucci shades
We getting drunk, yeah, listening to Gucci Mane
I don't know what I'mma do today
But I gotta find me some and get through all this pain

Got some killas with me, yeah, I got 'em for the pain
I'm drinking and I'm driving, it's okay, I'm in my own lane
Baby called me up, said she wanna get away
Well, I just hit the plug, we ain't gotta leave the house for three days
When I'm feeling good, I let it shit like you just love the chickay
When I'm feeling bad, I'm ready to die, might sell my life on eBay
I remember when I closed my eyes, 2-40 down the freeway
Yeah, down the highway
When I died, I did it my way
Long as I can hide my tears with Gucci, we Gucci
Long as Sunday feel like a movie, we Gucci
I don't give a fuck, I buy any box that they try to put me in
'Cause I bust out, I don't give a fuck now
Ye-Yeah I smoke that dumb loud, dead like I'm dumbfound
I just took a bump, 'bout to jump right in the fucking crowd
If I fuck up, it's just 'cause I feel like dying
Money and my jewelry wet, drip 'cause I've been crying

Hide my tears, yeah, behind some Gucci shades
We getting drunk, yeah, listening to Gucci Mane
I don't know what I'mma do today
But I gotta find me something to get through all this pain
Hide my tears, yeah, behind some Gucci shades
We getting drunk, yeah, listening to Gucci Mane
I don't know what I'mma do today
But I gotta find me some and get through all this pain

Long as I can hide my tears with Gucci, we Gucci
Long as Sunday feel like a movie, we Gucci
Long as I can hide my tears with Gucci, we Gucci
Long as Sunday feel like a movie, we Gucci
Long as I can hide my tears with Gucci, we Gucci
Long as Sunday feel like a movie, we Gucci
Long as I can hide my tears with...

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