Intro
Em C
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I be on the phone with Doe Boy
Em C
I be telling him, he inspired me to go harder
D
Know what I'm saying, real talk
[Verse 1]
Em
My savages, my savages, my savages
D
I’m always dressing fresher than a mannequin
Em
I grew up in a ruthless ass environment
D
I’m on the phone with yo, I ask him how the trial went
Em C
35 racks is how my day was spent
D
I gotta cock it back, that’s how my day would get
Em C
You got me thinking all these bitches artificial
D
The way you acting you must don’t respect a real nigga
Em C
Roll some herb up, pour some syrup up
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 juuging for it they was mad at us
Em
Aye, this a letter for my dogs
C
How we let the money get between us
D
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
D
Dumping ashes on your obituary, I know you feeling me
Em
RIP my grand-dad Quick, 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
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
Em
The fame is doing a lot of damage to my friendships
G D
If Esco didn’t love me would’ve been done jumped ship
Em C
And it’s the love from my fans got me still here
[Interlude]
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Monster!
Em C D
Say I’m Illuminati, they tryna make me catch a body
[Verse 2]
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, my girl changed the lock on the doors
Em
Before this shit pour up a fo', ain't falling in love with no ho
D
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, that’s my only regret
Em
Drag the mink on the floor
C
The Cuban links on my ho
D
Ten whips in a row, who would think we were poor?
Em
Who would think we was poor?
C
There’s money laying on the floor
D
Got some hoes laying on some hoes
Got a shawty with me, she a pro
Em
No she’ll never meet another nigga not another nigga like me
D
Even if he got a billion dollars he can’t make her cum like me
Em
Who compliment you like me? It better be about an image
D
Tell me all of this a gimmick, they thought the whips got rented
Em Bm
Because the Spurs weren't tinted, I told em ain't got nothing to hide
D
I told em I’m through with the pies
D
Told em fuck all of my wrongs, I don’t even write
Em C
My savages, my savages, my savages
D
We gone leave a nigga stiffer than a mannequin
Em C
D
Free all my niggas incarcerated, you heard?
Em
Loyal for life, you heard?
C D
Em C D
Free band gang! We global now..