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