Nice For What (freestyle) Lyrics - Saba

[Intro: Big Freedia] 

I wanna know who mothafuckin' representin' in here tonight 

Hold on, hold on 

[Pre-Chorus: Lauryn Hill] 

I keep lettin' you back in (you back in) 

How can I, explain myself? 

[Chorus: Lauryn Hill & Drake] 

Care for me, care for me, you said you'd care for me 

There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me 

Cry for me, cry for me, you said you'd die for me (Murda on the beat) 

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[Verse: Saba] 

I'm about to change my lines, tell 'em adios 

Pivot gang down for life, Shawty Lo 

Ayy, run this shit until I get a charlie horse 

Ayy, fe fe on the block she look like mardi gras 

Ayy, married to this shit I mean that's common law 

Kinda raw plus I got that soul like a commodore 

Ayy, commandeer, I'm 'bout to take this shit back 

Ayy, at yo' head you 'bout to get your wig snatched 

Ayy, what they do for cash look like fear factor 

Ayy, [but I ride 'round 'em surround 'em?] like I'm Cleopatra 

Rack it up, rack it up I just got paid at the show, this shit addin' up 

Thinking of packin' up 

Like I could retire right now and they had enough 

I had my managers, I tell 'em we should go U.S. to Canada 

They hit me back like 'Saba consider' but then they calendar 

Shout out the analysts 

Shout out the critics who wait for the beat to drop 

Shout out TheNeedleDrop 

Don't care what you rate it 'cause I know that we on top 

If that's your mans then how he up and you ain't up? 

My dirty vans, I just clocked in I'm on this work 

I'm panoramic, see the bigger picture first 

I Ray J in the booth because I hit it first 

Just did another right now records give us merch 

Boy, all I drop is classics in my city merch 

Can't lie, I'm pretty public for an introvert 

Didn't cry, I'm right back to it if it didn't work 

And I, look like I serve the block 

I know you heard the tide 

The greatest, I soon to occur to ya 

We never heard of ya 

Murda on the beat but I'm not a murderer 

I'm who you learn about 

History repeat and I feel it's like so many me's 

Niggas talking we hear bits and piece 

And it look like dinner, it's a feast 

Middle finger to the CPD 

Yelling free my niggas 'till they free 

I don't wanna kick it in the street 

They can catch a boot like Tennessee 

Tell 'em paid in full like Eric B 

And I'm telling you to care for me 

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