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