Savages Songtext
von SugarHill Ddot

(Yo, Lucas, you heard?)
Yeah, yeah


I got older niggas on my block who mad ′cause I got chicken now
I had to go get rich, I got off my ass
I ain't just sit around (I ain′t sit around)
I made my first band when I was ten, I was servin' (I was ten)
Now it's shows and backends, I′m pullin′ up in black Suburban's
Keep a G up on my lap in that backseat
I′m never nervous (I'm never nervous)
I be still havin′ flashbacks in the field
You know this shit get real (Shit get real)
I lost my dogs two years ago
How the fuck this shit still don't feel real? (It don′t feel real)
But I'ma turn shit up for you
I do all this shit for you (I do all this shit for you)
I know the opps be on my page
They watchin' everything I do (Everything I do)
Them niggas stuck in the same spot
That′s why they prayin′ that I lose (They prayin' on my down)
And I know I got ′em mad
'Cause all I do is count these blues (All I do is count these blues)
All I do is swerve these coupes
I′m in my bag, I'm in that mood (I′m in my bag)
And I just put that Rollie on, but I need me a Richard Millie
They like, "How the fuck did he spend fifty in Amiri?" (How?)
These Chrome Heart glasses
I can see the money clearly (See the money clearly)
Tell my bitch I'm in her city (Tell my bitch I'm in her city)
I′m back in that mood, I turnt my block up, paid my dues
I put my whole gang in designer (Go ask about it)
I really made it out the zoo, I took my dogs with me too
Might bring the whole gang to the islands (To the islands)

Still with my savages
Ain′t nothin' change like I ain′t get rich (Like I ain't get rich)
Still smoke away my pain
I′m rollin' pain up out this zip (Pain up out this zip)
Still with my savages
Without them I ain′t goin' nowhere (I ain't goin′ nowhere)
Without them I ain′t goin' nowhere (Goin′ nowhere