Kydo Chill - SAVE YOURSELF Lyrics

Lyrics SAVE YOURSELF - Kydo Chill



Ain't nothing stop me yeah
Can't shit hurt me
Can't shit stop me
Nothing can hurt me
Nothing can hurt me no
Yeah
My whole city hated
On that boy from the bricks
I got a lot of my daddy's ways
I don't go for no shit
I did it all the right way
And I don't owe a nigga shit
They don't believe it's me
When they see me
Guess you better take a pic
I Got fans overseas
Y'all's next door
Twenty thousand on my neck
Just to flex more
Niggas act like they don't see me
Cause the sight sore
I catch you slipping in the night
Your mine, you've been warned
A couple intercity glows
A light storm
I been blew thru a check
Living life more
They offered five hundred k
I need a mill more
Just dropped a classic independent
I should try more
Boardboy music worldwide
That's no light force
Little bitch I'm the wizard
Got a nice source
Been through alot of shit
Threw me off course
Life feel like a movie
Need some nice scores
Don't play with kid
Made it through the final level of shit
Found my own sound
And I mastered the shit
Seen y'all all blossom
I am your father
No star wars clip
I got a gift
To make money flip
How i make it this far
Just didn't quit
Tryna close escrow
Fuck paying rent, huh
Sensei but I named my brother Daniel
If god it in my path I can handle
If you was in this shit you'd be Baffled
Life more of a gamble not a raffle
I really rap
These niggas ramble
This my real life
Niggas capful
Still tell myself
Smile for the camera
No monkey
Can't pay me in bananas
Just counting a lot of hundreds
Whole lot of hundreds man
Find out why the bitch looking at me
Cause I ain't lookin at her
I'm looking at the money!
Hi I'm Bobby Krueger
Know to shake these bitches up
Don't know what you heard about me
But I'll tell you what's what
Baby average smoke
There's nothing exotic about her blunt
And If it ain't bout no money
I turn into the mute kid on the bus
I wouldn't fuck with me
And only a idiot would wanna try
Don't fuck with nothing I love
I Swear to god yo ass a die
And we ain't into subbing
Say it in front of your ears and eyes
I'm fucking on a bitch that swear she hate
Guessing baby lied
I say this with a passion
Huh, a piece of my heart and soul
Ain't holding to no bitch
Unless she guiding me to some dough
How you think you fooling?
I'm Vandross not Romeo
Frozen water on me
Still not wetter than these hoes
I can do shit you never felt
And in the end I'm still gonna hurt her
I been a entrée plate
Can't treat me like burger
Hitting freaks in side the studio
Just Like Ike hit teena turner
Once I get my grip on her
Back to that girl you'll never turn her
This the real thing no finesse
Ain't no dirt on my name not a speck
From the jets no inspector deck
Say the wrong thing boy we at your neck
In my city I'm biggest threat
Niggas took a deal
And ain't got what's on my neck
Got ya bottom girl showing flesh
Little do she know she don't stand a chance
I'm him baby not just anybody
Roll by myself ain't no riding shoty
Gang convoy and they right behind me
That's a line full of all foreign body's
Let me warn you I'm a drug
No bill cosby
Think these bitches feds
How they always watch me
Niggas do it to they just wanna copy
2007 why they tryna jock me
All eyes on me tupac
I must be the man cause you not
Survived a drive by
Just few shot
Don't let nobody say
It was the damn opps
Hit him dead eye call him Cyclops
No sucka shit not on my watch
No Rollie yet but got a nice clock
Don't know what the fuck you on Ohk
Know just who I am
Mr. big stuff
Don't wanna hear your lips
Need them glued shut
I just started doing to much
Didn't acknowledge
Now they swear they knew us
A lot of hundreds on me l
Call him blue bucks
Through out my life
I had a few sluts
Let them walk away
Didn't do much
Fixed my heart
With my fuck jeweler
They always wanna hold on to me
I ain't wanna be held
Bitch did a nigga real dirty
Now I give a bitch hell
I use to be a real quiet nigga
Now I got out my shell
I really started off at the bottom
Now I'm at the top shelve
Something like a mack in shining armor
Still a poet Raphael
Tim to turn on the scale yeah
Time to turn on the scale
I love my city but fuck you niggas
Been here since 07 were the fuck was nigga
The real golden child chose the bronzest figure
I'm really him no jawanna mister
See they hate not just my suspicion
Work like the devil but she wearing Christians
Can't fuck with you bitch that's a bad decision
Need a real woman i'm holding auditions
Still Bobby just the newest edition
Mostly sitting when they say I be tripping
The gun fire caused a small collision
School of hard knock you wont need a tuition
Thought your little bit of money made a difference



Writer(s): Bobby Lee Thompson Iii, Bobby Lee Thompson Iv


Kydo Chill - BOBBY KRUEGER
Album BOBBY KRUEGER
date of release
24-02-2024




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