Lyrics:
now I'm all grown and my dream came true
Santana champagne, from here to you
From the heart of napa valley and the guitar king
Comes a sparkling wine,
hate rats
That’s straight facts
Set that trap, they get clapped
How I Iive, by the code
If its on sight, I unload
My heart cold, subzero
Built my buzz
a portrait I can't paint
Cause that shit happen every day
Spot in heaven know I'm running late
Gotta catch a date with my fate
Niggas tryna catch a swallow
of death row
To the shore
I have stumbled through silvery waters to my saviour,
My Salvador
Salvador
It took me for years to learn
I was in prison
sweat, drippin' on the mattress
Dipset, Killa Cam, she like my, Jewels Santana
Have you feeling things you ain't, yet, imagined
Living in the moment,
Maria)
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played by Carlos Santana
Stop the looting, stop the shooting
Pick
Maria)
She fell in love in East L.A.
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played by Carlos Santana
Stop the looting, stop the shooting
Pick
on the scene wit my heat by my heat
Got these opp niggas ducking like it's hide and seek
Honey backwoods og smoke what I see
Got the scale on the table the plays
Yo these stories I spit, I seen 'em I wrote 'em
Like a teen that was boastin, "La Vida Loca" in
In his dream I awoke him, the Beamer I drove it
It was
hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by JESUS Of Nazareth
Sell my nigga weed, its halarious
They squeese at the cabbages, seeds in the carrage's (the kids)
hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by JESUS Of Nazareth
Sell my nigga weed, its halarious
They squeese at the cabbages, seeds in the carrage's (the kids)
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
"that's not for lease"
I had to rap like MLK's I had a dream speech
Niggas like me be targeted by the police
That nigga like Santana, potential, he finna
a yo-yo
In high school, they would laugh, try to label
Eatin' lunch with nobody at my table
Everyone that used to doubt got a day job
I just made a few
a smidget
If you want beef then we can supersize it
Freshman in the game
So they wanna haze me like my name Isaac
I killed the beat and dig a
Ditch just
your manners
Smack my ass, pull my hair, speak in Spanish
I don’t care, your appeal, it’s bananas
Heard you’re good with your hands like Santana
unless I hit that Canna
808's knocking on this beat
Baby that's Santana
Feel like Juice up in this shit
Rolling Doja in my planner
How you judging my life
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
You're my Savior
El Salvador
It's kinda funny how I ask for Your love
But in my own life, I don't really show it enough
And when I get off course
The vision's real clear, just look in my eyes
I believe in putting my life in the hands of God
For all my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send me
your ear
You'll feel what I feel, you'll tear when I tear
The vision's real clear, just look in my eyes
I believe in putting my life in the hands
time, undecided then I drove by it
Benz coupe with the white tires, was a prototype
In the 305, drivin' 105
On the 95, hammer on my side
I've been way
The shit is disguster
Underground with people, lethal, trapped in the desert, surrounded by evil
Yeah, I see your bitch is impressed, my kicks is all fresh
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