My Savages (Explicit)

My Savages (Explicit) - Future

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My savages my savages my savages

I'm always dressing fresher than a mannequin

I grew up in a ruthless a** environment

I'm on the phone with yo I ask him how

The trial went

Thirty five 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 b**tches artificial

The way you acting you must don't respect a real

Ni**a

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 juging 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 b**tches get between us

How we let these niggas 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

I rip my granddad quick he should have seen this sh*t

20 thousand o's of child support I seen that sh*t

Riding round with all them choppers I done seen this

Sh*t

These rappers mad at me but these niggas ain't doing

Sh*t

And I just bought a pound of kush so I

Can smoke that sh*t

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

Monster

Say I'm illuminati they tryna make me catch a body

I don't know when I'ma flip ni**a

Get me some codeine and sip ni**a

Big bank saying wipe a ni**a's nose my girl changed

The lock on the doors

Before this sh*t pour up a fo' ain't falling in

Love with no ho

That what you want for me that what you really

Expect

You thinking I'm sitting up depressed

I'm somewhere countin' up me a check

I hate I had to f*ck with any of you

Niggas that's my only regret

Drag the mink on the floor

The cuban links on my ho

Ten whips in a row who would think we were

Poor

Who would think we was poor

There's money laying on the floor

Got some hoes laying on some hoes

Got a shawty with me she a pro

No she'll never meet another ni**a not another ni**a like

Me

Even if he got a billion dollars he can't make

Her cum like me

Who compliment you like me it better be about an

Image

Tell me all of this a gimmick they thought the

Whips got rented

Because the spurs weren't tinted I told 'em ain't got

Nothing to hide

I told 'em I'll do with the pies told 'em

F*ck all of my roles I don't even write

My savages my savages my savages

We gone leave a ni**a stiffer than a mannequin

Free all my niggas incarcerated you heard me

Loyal for life you heard