A1 Rizz - Savage lyrics

[Intro] Yo, when this rap thing started forreal, I ain't have nothing Nobody. Mama gone, daddy gone, girlfriend dumped me In these streets hungry, boy. You know what it feel like to be hungry? You ain't never know how that felt till now You fenna feel my hunger in my soul Kid Rebel all day. #SF15. Jetter on the beat, boy [Hook] Catfish on my plate. Where my hot sauce at? Let me finish my grits Rather have a meal or a mill? Don't matter when the meal taste just like this Even if you had a mill in the bank. Couldn't ever find a plate made with this much love Home grown cooking in the South where they cook it Feening for the plate like that b**h got d** [Chorus] "Boy you a savage!" Homie told me that. Ain't no way that we holding back We the kids in the cul de sac. All chasing our dreams We gone eat till we old and fat [Verse 1] Dismount fenna hit ground. Keep running till I get that white money in a big house Low chance of no rain, it's a damn shame. How we eating like the farm let the pigs out Wanna see what the Kid 'bout? In '15 with tracks that'll make your little b**h shout "Preach!" "Y'all see?" "Ain't no way that Rebel ain't king." Dime to a dozen other buzzing a** rappers. With my swagger? No discussion Patty cake. My girl got a loaded muffin Hold it, pause it. So obnoxious. k** these beats, graveyard deposit With draws with that reaper on it. Grim these girls that mean I'm boning Set it off though. Bet it cost more guap than a stockload Of 'Vesas for me and my vatos. Sip liq' till my chick spill the tacos Can't see clear, I got them beer goggles Beast mode got me on my God flow I don't follow and I don't fall low Man you so Tom, bro. Why you bruh bruhs so gato?" Hit licks till my chick quit. All these tricks is Cereal bowls fit for a Kid Misfit This cost got lifted, tossed, and flip then All I see is K's like I'm f**ing Scott Disick [Bridge] This sh** is the illest, they bump this in the villas Can't nobody k** us. I'm a let y'all people finish but [Hook] [Chorus] [Verse 2] Now now we feasting, we eating the top of the chain Hot with the flame, keep my thoughts out of frame Cops wanna shoot at another black youth Been masked up since and got H.A.M like Bane Up in Gotham with Wayne, Bruce. The church say preach Know it's real in these streets when you look to your bishop and know he got all of the juice No apple or orange. I see you pouring your feelings out To people who be ignoring. Got to be foreign No less or you boring. That's why Drake and Iggy got nobody snoring But what about Rizzy? T.A. to Demi then he just went missing Still got love for my Emmy, don't worry I'm back in this mission and keeping it gritty My mind been in outer space. I've been thinking in this city I've been out of place Do I truly even care? So many people in my circle turning into squares I guess they just out of shape. Tell me where the realest go I done f**ed up my life for some sh** that I didn't know Feeling blue while smoking purp. Pretty soon my insides fenna look like they indigo Both ways. Decisions, decisions. I put all my thoughts in this sentence Descendants gone think that Lord is a savage like me with way that I'm spitting cause [Bridge] [Hook] [Chorus] [Outro] Damn! (Wooh!) Kid Rebel in this motherf**er! (Hot fire, bruh.) Y'all can't f** with #SF15 (You can't!) s** my dick, n***a. (It's too hot!)