saya

What's The Issue

You got me fucked up baby tell me what the hell you tryna do 
A lot of people come and go but it's still me and you
I said Id tell you from the start nothing less but the truth 
 is it just me and you

Is it just me and you I'm tryna figure out
I seen the difference seen the picture tryna take me out
But time will tell me never failed me dimes I'm flipping out
The way I put these kids in line it's like a haunted house
But you could tell me, gotta pack that you could mail me
Ain't a thing that you could sell me, smoking green and feeling healthy
Take my past from off my back and I just blast that shit propel me
Put this passion to my pen and write a passage that's compelling 
But I'm gone I hit the road
And it's on you pick and chose
I'm still the same I never froze I never spilled I never fold
I still got pain I still got goals I seen your page inside my notes
Inside my tech a bullet blows it's sad to say this how it goes
But I still be on my toes
In this game where noone knows
And I been searching for some time but not thing or single soul
That could knock me off this flow, ain't no way we finna go 
Id say my name a thousand times till they plate it up in gold

Me and You

$aya (Saya Sarun)