Metro Boomin - Savage Time lyrics

[Intro: Big Sean] Yeah (Secure enemy!) Yeah, look (If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight Shoot on sight) [Chorus: Big Sean] Talking to my momma half the time Talking to my daddy half the time Streets crazy, they don't salvage time Look at the news, that's savage time Rolex, that's savage time Pa** the licks, I ain't pa**ing time Cutthroat, we on savage time Cutthroat, we on savage time [Verse 1: Big Sean & Travis Scott] Look, I'm taking out anyone in my way I'm not playing with you, b**h, this not the WNBA I'm a real-life star, so you know I need my space Beat a white supremacist black, till that motherf**er hate his face I been going through some issues that nobody dealing with Surrounded by real k**ers and sh**, doing it for the thrill of it Graveyards on some Thriller sh**, only zombies 'round here; fiends They need help and they had dreams, but don't nobody give a sh** Yeah, just like them boys in cells who had dreams of NFL How they supposed to pray to God if they keep waking up in hell? Been there so long, they got pictures with the f**ing devil himself Everybody need direction, even if it's to find they self Look, I'm the greatest of our time, b**h, I do it till I die Swear I'm done with all the bullsh** like I moved up out the Chi' All that f** sh** obsolete, boy, I hop up on my feet I'm the only one stopping me I give you one finger away for peace I'ma take that water from Flint, and I'ma go up there to D.C I'ma make the president drink, he wouldn't even let it touch his sink I said "God, we need a blessing," God said, "Go and see the reverend." People lined outside the churches like it's the white and blue 11's (Straight up) Hurricanes hitting with another bomb threat, man, this sh** feel like Armageddon Swear I'm goin' every second, so I keep good weed, good vibes, good crystals Lavender eucalyptus, mixing it with the incense Just to relieve my tension Savage time, yeah, it's time to take this sh** I mean, record-breaking sh**, all we doing is taking risks I ain't got time to take my time, I'm doin' it like my life on the line I ain't have no lifeline in my whole lifetime, no hero to hide behind With a soul like mine, when it go night time, there's no other choice but to shine Look, no gold mines, set goals in my mind when the stars are aligned, I'm divine (straight) So understand we gon' see success, that's inevitable (whoa) You couldn't hold me down even if I was in federal (whoa) You couldn't stop these plays even if I was ineligible Kneeling like Colin Kaepernick if that sh** unethical (Kap) Yeah, free my mind, no bargain (free) Got one girl, she the hardest (I swear) That p**y supercharging, making love between war and Then I hit the stage then get to talking like I'm Marcus Garvey (like I'm Marcus) Like how is dark skin a weapon, but they treat it like a target? Like how if you rich in the mind, then you already worth a fortune Like you deserve every single golden por— [gunshots] [Interlude] Shots fired, I need 'em right now! I need 'em man down right now! Shots fired, I repeat backup request! Front line, front line, front line! [Bridge: Big Sean] I am at a point where I just don't have any more to give or feel How the f** I'm supposed to feel? sh**'s way too real in the field Tell me how the f** I'm supposed to feel now? sh** real out here in the field Got me on no chill These b**hes got me on no chill [Segue: Travis Scott] Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh [Beat Switch] [Producer Tag: Future] If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you [Verse 2: Big Sean] Young n***a heaven sent, raising hell till it's heaven again My n***as used to sell dope, they was Backstreet Boys Cops land 'em on the pavement, now they black street boys Pins, trays, suits, how I'm mobbing Alley-oop opportunities, yeah I lob it to all of my n***as cause we got no other options I pray V12 is the only time I'm boxed in f** a fake hoe, that b**h toxic Push her off of me like I'm in mosh pits Every day fresh as f**, you n***as never fly, you an ostrich Bad crew, murderous around, we the mobsters b**h, I've never touched a mop in my life I've never ever nine-to-fived in my life I'm riding through the D with all my j**elries So much love for me, I never get robbed in my life Everything Franklin, respect it, respect So in tune, I forgot how to stress So in tune like the choir that's blessed Boy, no stunt double, I'd die by the set, yeah Got signed up like a n***a protest If I ain't a pro at it, then a n***a pro effect Been doing this forever, I ain't getting old yet b**h, I'ma fill this up in Möet And my girl get mo' wet, only thing I cuff is Rolex My n***a working with them bows, that's Bowflex I straighten this sh** out, no botox I call the shots, no techs, rocking enough chains for four necks, b**h [Outro: Travis Scott] Free them birds, freedom ring Free the eyes, let 'em see Free them birds, free them birds (straight up) Ooh, ooh, ooh