CNTRL, Samad Savage - Did It Myself Lyrics

[Verse 1: Control]
Yeah I polish my flow, til the words, all clear
When I get a Warsaw, to cut to my fears
I trust insight to peek through my peers
So fuck a day one, unless they give love for years
That trust gonna fuck careers, but you don’t need luck if you come prepared
I stay self and wealth aware, when I’m without love I say a little prayer
Just like Aretha in Moments of Truth
With a Premier method, I know in the booth
With my Dollaz and Sense I’ll be Quik to recoup
Don’t like how I’m living then I say fuck you, Ice Cube
I choose, to connive like Proof, bizarrest artist, so they never blame me
When I’m going crazy like I’m raising Hailie, never miss supporters so you better pay me
Penicillin, when I pen a ceiling, with a healing, feeling, filling every building in the town
Most wanna ride waves, they ride with the weight, better go the right way or it drags you down
People will say it’s a matter of time, when a matter of fact it’s a matter of grind
So I have to refine, every line that I write, if you ask me for credit I’m gonna decline
Honestly these days I got no doubts
Deep in the streams but I’m never gonna drown
The royalties stack but I got no crown
I was numb to the pain
With a moral compass my direction had changed
I Tried to get rich in diminishing lanes
So I had to be switching to finishing place

[Hook: Control and Samad Savage]

Keeping it true to myself
You just be keeping it true to the wealth
Man, when the people were doubting my records
I changed the direction, and did it myself
Feeding the peace in myself
He just be leading the people with help
Changing the planet, God Damn it
I manage to treat everybody like I treat myself
Keeping it true to myself
You just be keeping it true to the wealth
Man, when the people were doubting my records
I changed the direction, and did it myself
Feeding the peace in myself
He just be leading the people with help
Changing the planet, God Damn it
I manage to treat everybody like I treat myself

[Verse 2: Samad Savage]

Welp, I Came in this bitch, Like i’m trynna make baby
Came with the peace like i’m driving a Mercedes
So they riding with us daily and they say we going crazy
Cause we killing these florist
Yeah, we got em pushing daisies
Til they bring out the roses
They bout ta notice
That all they goals is
Nothing to homie cuz they
Know he Composes
Elite emotions
Bring out the trojans
Fuck yall But a bad blow job is more like it
Cuz all yall suck, But end up biting
Got stain, I’m the shit, never end up wiping
Insane, I legit shredder men up swiping
In the night time trynna find my next victim
First motherfucker that I send my music and they send a message back saying that they won’t listen
Locate position
Donate a whippin
Showcase a killing
No way you winning
Okay, you feeling
So brave you willing
To rage, but listen
And Pay attention
I’ll slay you niggas
Today like bobby bouche
Cuz i’m finna go dumb when I hit em

Nick
Name
Water
Boy
Be-
-Cause
Bitch i’m dripping

....period, next sentence

Took a selfie then I printed it
When and spat on it then ripped it
That’s one of the many ways that I can say
That I don’t give a fuck about my self image
Prefer to keep it a Hunnid when I be stuntin’
That’s word to them boys who rep Tennis
And we heard to finish a verse close to the ending
Samad usually gotta go kill it
It is
Time for me to body
The beat already a Zombie
But fuck it like a Punani
Embody the holly jolly green giant
But this ain’t broccoli
No way that you can stop me
With Jockeys and carbon copies of Rocky
That carry Tommies and shotties
Illuminati and resurrect all the Nazis
I’m sorry poppy, there’s no way to stop me
They testing me like i’m johny
We killing everybody, do it look like a hobby?
Now homie put the mic down and help with the body
Skoodwidit!