Тональность: F minor
Verse 1
C#m
A
B
I be on the phone with Doe Boy
I be telling him,
C#m
A
he inspired me to go harder
B
You know what I'm saying? Real talk
Verse 2
C#m
My savages, my savages,
A
B
my savages
I'm always dressing fresher
C#m
than a mannequin
A
I grew up in a ruthless ass environment
B
I'm on the phone with Yo,
C#m
I ask him how the trial went
A
B
35 racks is how my day was spent
I gotta cock it back,
C#m
that's how my day would get
You got me thinking all
A
these bitches artificial
B
The way you acting you must
don't respect a real nigga
C#m
A
C#m
Roll some herb up, pour some syrup up
A
B
They tried to infiltrate us
and then betrayed us
C#m
I told you way before what happened
they was hating on us
A
B
You know when we was juugin' for
it they was mad at us
C#m
Ay, this a letter for my dogs
A
B
How we let the money get between us
How we let these bitches get between us
C#m
How we let these niggas get between us
A
B
I got love for all my
savages with itchy fingers
C#m
I got love but it ain't like
the love I got for India
A
B
She held me down when I was broke,
I got her to infinity
C#m
My lil dog caught a murder,
gone for infinity
A
B
Dumping ashes on your obituary,
I know you feeling me
C#m
RIP my granddad Quick,
A
he should have seen this shit
B
20 thousand on some child support,
I seen that shit
C#m
Riding round with all them choppers,
I done seen this shit
A
B
These rappers mad at me but
these niggas ain't doing shit
C#m
And I just bought a pound of kush
so I can smoke that shit
A
B
I went and spent a half a ticket
at the dealership
The fame is doing a lot of
C#m
damage to my friendships
A
If Escodidn't love me,
B
would've been done jumped ship
And it's the love from my fans
C#m
got me still here
A
Verse 3
B
Say I'm Illuminati,
A
B
they tryna make me catch a body
Verse 4
C#m
I don't know when I'ma flip, nigga
A
Get me some codeine and sip, nigga
B
Big bank saying wipe a nigga's nose,
C#m
my girl changed the lock on the doors
Before this shit poured up a fo',
A
B
ain't falling in love with no hoe
That what you want for me?
That what you really expect?
C#m
You thinking I'm sitting up depressed?
A
I'm somewhere countin' up me a check
B
I hate I had to fuck with any of you niggas,
C#m
that's my only regret
Drag the mink on the floor
A
The Cuban links on my hoe
C#m
who would think we were poor?
Who would think we was poor?
A
There's money laying on the floor
B
Got some hoes laying on some hoes
C#m
Got a shawty with me, she a pro
No she'll never meet another nigga
A
B
not another nigga like me
Even if he got a billion dollars he can't
C#m
make her cum like me
Who compliment you like me? It
A
B
better be about an image
Tell me all of this a gimmick,
they thought the whips got rented
C#m
Because the Spurs weren't tinted,
A
I told 'em ain't got nothing to hide
B
I told em I'll do with the pies, told em fuck all of my roles,
C#m
I don't even write
Verse 5
C#m
A
savages, my savages
B
We gon' leave a nigga stiffer
C#m
A
C#m
than a mannequin
B
Free all my niggas incarcerated,
you heard?
C#m
A
B
Loyal for life, you
A
B
Freeband Gang
We global now
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