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