My savages, my savages, my savages
I’m always dressing fresher than a mannequin
I grew up in a ruthless ass environment
I’m on the phone with yo, I ask him how the trial went
35 racks is how my day was spent
I gotta cock it back, that’s how my day would get
You got me thinking all these bytches artificial
The way you acting you must don’t respect a real nikka
Roll some herb up, pour some syrup up
They tried to infiltrate us and then betrayed us
I told you way before what happened they was hating on us
You know when we was juuging for it they was mad at us
Aye, this a letter for my dogs
How we let the money get between us
How we let these bytches get between us
How we let these nikkas get between us
I got love for all my savages with itchy fingers
I got love but it ain’t like the love I got for India
She held me down when I was broke, I got her to infinity
My lil dog caught a murder, gone for infinity
Dumping ashes on your obituary, I know you feeling me
RIP my GrandDad Quick, he should have seen this shyt
20 thousand O’s of child support, I seen that shyt
Riding round with all them choppers, I done seen this shyt
These rappers mad at me but these nikkas ain’t doing shyt
And I just bought a pound of kush so I can smoke that shyt
I went and spent a half a ticket at the dealership
The fame is doing a lot of damage to my friendships
If Esco didn’t love me would’ve been done jumped ship
And it’s the love from my fans got me still here
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