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Saba – Back In Office Lyrics

Saba Back In Office Lyrics, NO I.D. Back In Office Lyrics

Young sabastian, back in office
Slipped outta the back in back in a flying saucer
Cristela where we at? Declining offers
I hear n***** rap and can make salsa
Tomato, tomato it’s all sauce less
This feel like draino to y’all faucets
Superhero this my negro solstice flow
They hear my shit and then adopt it like a foster home
My granny working hard the main person I call up on
Gold chain hang from my collar bone
I was the same guy in her college dorm
And I ain’t never had a college dorm
Body like a bottle and her skin tone terracotta
I’m from chicago we invented mobsters
Some call me saba others call me saba

As long as it’s love it’s not a problem
I fillet a voyeur like I’m oscar de la hoya
Fuck is y’all looking at ?
Hot potato oil I can fry the game or boil
They like fuck is y’all cooking, crack?
Got n***** asking is it jazz or is it rap ?
I’m a bit imaginative I’m where the ribbon at
In the sky I could write like jack kerrorac
I can say anything it don’t even have to match
I can wear anything it don’t even have to match
When it comes to rap peers I don’t even have a match
Like a smoker looking for a light patting they jacket flaps
Raised by the old school gpa in a Cadillac

That’s – young sabastian back in office
Sipped outta the back in back in a flying saucer
Cristela where we at? Declining offers
This is for the amateurs this is what a master raps
Some of them not amateurs but next to me they sound like that
My city like gotham but no I am not ben affleck
Turn your head into a fraction yea they will take half of that
I am not a hunter but I grew up in that habitat
Life a uphill battle but for me was more a avalanche
Stacking up the bread now I need everything I haven’t had
Milli after milli y’all gone hear me like I’m bangledesh
Cole passed on this beat back in 2009
I was but a young lad waiting to have my time
Knew that one day my story be celebrated

I guess I’m still waiting so fuck it imma take it
Love myself enough I can dodge thru the stunts
Acting like a ruler but could never measure up
Knew myself enough I never questioned what I was
Manifested paradise and I was in the hood
10 years plus now I been this good
Honey on me now, she heard about the buzz
Sign should say keep out the dogs on a hunt
Labels tryna reach out that’s every other month
Young sabastian back in office
Slipped outta the back in back in a flying saucer
Cristela where we at? Declining offers
I hear n***** rap tell em take caution