Saba - Maintain lyrics

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Saba - Maintain lyrics

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins] Would you f** with me, if I gang bang n***as out here throwing hand signs We just out here tryna' maintain So f** with me famo Do it for the free so the pa**ion is thicker South side flow but the fashion is Wicker Wake up lets hop on band wagons and fasten your seatbelt n***as gonna crash at the crib This is the crime We like barista This is the mindset WWF we like Batista, raw Flex on a n***a if you ever got a problem Stress to a n***a I can solve 'em I don't know know trig CPS don't know your kids Don't step to me throwing hand signs like a referee time They don't know gang They just know gang, bang We just know maintain Over they head, call it they Kangol This is the angle I guess that's a hat trick sh** can get messy you best bring your chapstick Or else it's crackin' Free nation action Pivot been out here mackin' f** what you Hewlett packin' Off the block I'm Ewing Patrick n***as jump wave like cruise ship captains Too distracted I be like f** you on it's Mick Jenkins ho Cup of ginger ale and a peanut bu*ter loafer Motherf**ers betta' get a coasta' Shoot 'em like a harpoon Turn into a Harpo Motherf**ers better get an Oprah Free [Verse 2: Saba] Don't talk to me about no diploma Tell me why n***as on cornas' Tell why tenants be tennis we serving the land Tell where are the owners Middle finger to the badge Like these n***as can't hold us These n***as can't hold us back these n***as can't hold us no I was just sitting with Frsh My uncle was just on that phone hook Then me and Mick Jenkins yelled out free my n***a and to me That's more than a song hook Been a minute since a home cooked Meal been digested but just in time We jumped on judicial and justified it It just goes to show the perfect timing Would you f** with me If i gang banged n***as out here throwing hands signs We just out here tryna maintain So f** with me famo A hundred n***as in camo Soldier field you know its real Hold the block, Home invasion Honing sk**s got real On some Fat Albert sh** Come through the TV & jump out the b**h Come through the city & jump out the b**h n***as at war on some Iraqi sh** Talkin bout work, they competent Talking about cops, they on to it Talkin about judge, they honor it This what ya'll lil n***as be honorin Pivot

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