Lyrics Never Satisfied - Savior Monroe
Take
that
shit
to
the
pawn
shop
then
nigga
This
is
for
anybody
saying
that
my
last
effort
Wasn't
good
enough,
saying
it
ain't
that
special
Saying
that
the
bars
wasn't
enough
Production
was
rough
and
now
they
never
fucking
wit
us
Because
they
want
me
to
die
my
hair
and
wear
tighter
clothes
Dress
like
I
ain't
a
man
using
higher
notes
They
even
said
don't
mention
Detroit
And
this
is
the
point
I
told
em'
that
I'm
getting
annoyed
They
said
in
order
to
make
money
in
the
music
biz
You
gotta
listen
to
us
or
you'll
be
losing
kid
I
said
nigga
I
ain't
losing
bitch
Pack
my
bags
and
left
as
I
cruised
in
the
smoothest
whip
Linked
wit
my
nigga
Coop
and
he
produced
a
hit
And
then
I
sat
back
and
wrote
some
exclusive
shit
Had
to
make
sure
the
mood
could
fit,
get
loose
a
bit
And
make
sure
the
fans
had
some
food
to
fix
And
now
I'm
Rolling
down
the
interstate
thinkin'
bout
a
come
up
Fans
I'ma
generate,
numbers
I'ma
run
up
Anybody
coming
in
between
I'ma
burn
up
Surviving
the
game,
by
any
means
I'ma
turn
up
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
I'ma
keep
rocking
til'
the
motherfucking
planet
die
I'm
in
the
studio
for
18
hours
Getting
it
in
because
it
gave
me
power
Made
me
honor
every
thang
we
conjured
Wit
enough
heat
to
leave
space
fleets
charred
up
But
it
still
ain't
enough,
cus
the
skill
ain't
enough
And
they
be
going
hard
on
the
Savior
They
be
saying
getcha
paper
up,
so
and
so
makin'
bucks
Change
your
mobile
car
and
your
avatar
And
get
your
snap
chat
Instagram
numbers
up
Enough
trying
to
be
lyrical
you
fuckin'
up
You
going
over
they
heads,
my
nigga
be
simple
And
cop
you
a
chain,
a
main
thang
and
a
sweet
rental
And
shoot
videos,
nothing
but
videos
Get
you
a
bottle
wit
some
bubble
butt
pretty
hoes
Cus
we
don't
care
if
the
shit
fake,
the
shits
great
The
way
you
going
about
it,
it
is
a
mistake
Rolling
down
the
interstate
thinkin'
bout
a
come
up
Fans
I'ma
generate,
numbers
I'ma
run
up
Anybody
coming
in
between
I'ma
burn
up
Surviving
the
game,
by
any
means
I'ma
turn
up
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
I'ma
keep
rocking
til'
the
motherfucking
planet
die
The
criticism
can
kill
em'
if
you
listening
to
em'
And
the
mysticism
is
brilliant
if
you
mention
it
to
em'
I'm
sick
of
enduring,
I
spit
to
uplift
and
influence
And
the
trickery
doing
a
critical
hit
on
the
movement
This
freedom
of
speech
is
perfectly
legally
free
But
the
deed
on
the
streets
is
hurting
insidious
beast
And
I
can
do
it
over
murking
the
littiest
beat
Talkin'
bout
the
Phire
or
the
color
obsidian
be
My
life
is
full
of
left
turns
and
neck
jerks
My
chest
yearns
for
a
heart
covered
in
bed
firm
My
lead
burns
til'
I
cook
up
a
net
worth
The
best
bums
making
me
red
rum
the
deaf,
dumb
And
I
never
turn
a
blind
eye
I'm
Neji
Hyuuga
that's
when
they
tryna
creep
up
on
my
blindside
But
these
64
palms
like
64
bombs
That'll
drop
across
64
farms
And
I'm
Rolling
down
the
interstate
thinkin'
bout
a
come
up
Fans
I'ma
generate,
numbers
I'ma
run
up
Anybody
coming
in
between
I'ma
burn
up
Surviving
the
game,
by
any
means
I'ma
turn
up
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
I'ma
keep
rocking
til'
the
motherfucking
planet
die
Rolling
down
the
interstate
thinkin'
bout
a
come
up
Fans
I'ma
generate,
numbers
I'ma
run
up
Anybody
coming
in
between
I'ma
burn
up
Surviving
the
game,
by
any
means
I'ma
turn
up
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
Until
I'm
satisfied,
but
they
never
satisfied
I'ma
keep
rocking
til'
the
motherfucking
planet
die
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