Ace Lyrics - Saba

Oh yeah, oh yeah 

Lil heathen in Heathrow 

Blokes 

Whiskey with the team, got it bubblin' 

I got trees in my luggage, I got tings out in London 

Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'? 

Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin' 

Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way 

What you sayin'? I'm making runs 

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I'm roll on track, I'm in this field 

I'm shot, you put me in my feels 

She made it clap clap clap clappity-clap out in Clapton 

Swerve and I crash if the pillow ain't your passion 

She think I'm a liar like the Obamacare 

If the old never heard the soul country so slick 

Butterskin smooth acne shoes, contradict 

You can hop right offa my country 

Team got it bubblin' 

I got trees in my luggage, I got tings out in London 

Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'? 

Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin' 

Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way 

What you sayin'? I'm making runs 

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Smino Grigio, Noname, and Saba the best rappers 

And radio niggas sound like they wearing adult diapers 

And globalization scary and fuckin' is fantastic 

And frankly I find it funny that Morgan is still actin' 

Bruce Almighty, Aphrodite and Dominoes 

Yummy biscotti, tamale, over mention my undertones 

Runnin' the dolly, Chicago overzealous with talent though 

Westside get the money, is still a classic 

Movin' to LA, now I'm sippin on Sunny D 

And my nigga is hella pleased and I bought me a better pencil 

Bitch she ain't about to write, I'm perpetually smoking weed 

Yes me rolling, I'm sorry, I'm tapping out 

Room 25, the best album that's coming out 

Labels got these niggas just doing it for the clout 

I'm just writing my darkest secrets like wait and just hear me out 

Saying vegan food is delicious like wait and just hear me out 

I ain't been at home in a minute, my landlord been gettin' pissed 

'Cause I barely count as a tenant, I'm overseas with the yen and shit 

And I can't recall the last time that my live show was intimate 

The price for the show just went up, in addition the tickets did 

They didn't figure it out in 2012 so I just said fuck it 

'Cause we can drop all our albums ourselves, yeah I just said fuck it 

'Cause I know I got the gift like an elf 

And been wrapping raps around them like I'm a belt 

That's tea not ginger beer, I whisper in they ear 

Since I left the road, I got more hits than a deer 

A dollar and a dream like I'm Jermaine in the Ville 

You stand up or fall, pray, shout out to NFL 

Pure-bred delicatessen, damn, I'm real, I can tell it (tell it) 

I do not fall to no pressure (ah), cookin' up Barefoot Contessa (ah) 

I just raise the bar, I look at it with a measure 

With little to no effort, I thought it gonna be messed up, bless up 

Whiskey with the team, got it bubblin' 

I got trees in my luggage, I got tings in London 

Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'? 

Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin' 

Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way 

What you sayin'? I'm making runs