Save Me

Uh, from the bottom of the ash I rose Yeah, to the top I go, where I'm from, it's cold But I don't need this coat (nah), keep my sleeves rolled Got my city's area code on my shoulder (what up?) 216 forever in my soul Swear to God every single night, it gets colder No heat so we all around that stove Like, "Fuck this broke shit!", petty ass hustling Couldn't even sell one zone Slim still workin' at the store And the only time we ever get to eat is when he brings something home Every day's dark here Praying for a rainbow to lead us to that pot of gold And exchange those nights on a concrete floor For a bottle of Rose to pop that bitch off like we suppose to Never gave a fuck if we went gold I just wanna be able to say that "I made it" 'Cause real EST mo'fuckers don't fold Real EST mo'fuckers don't break up, real family grows old Real EST mo'fuckers representin' for the city where they came even when they gone And fuck this throne, ain't no kings No pretty princess, ain't no queen No fairy tale endings on the eastside Just these broken homes and those screams Broken bones underneath these jeans Broken bricks cover up my streets Fiends outside trying to get they fix While my firstborn in here trying to get sleep Motherfuck this rap shit Try buryin' your boy six feet, let me show you 'bout real Try telling me that you can't make it up out the city 26 dollars to multi-mills Face inside of the XXL Then try coming back to the eastside still Well bitch I did, and it's still the kid Labeled a Bad Boy before this deal What up Slim, Dub, Xplo, Dre, Swirv, Ash, my boy BK? And everybody from the beginning that bled with me knowing I would be here one day So as I roll through all the hoods that raised me Lookin' at the house of pain I'ma runaway from the ones that pay me Hoping I'll stay the same Can't you save me? Can't you save me? Can't you save me? Can't you save me?