Will-A-Fool - My Savages lyrics

[Intro] I be on the phone with Doe Boy I be telling him, he inspired me to go harder Know what I'm saying, real talk [Verse 1] 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 35 racks is how my day was spent I gotta co*k it back, that's how my day would get You got me thinking all these b**hes artificial The way you acting you must don't respect a real n***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 juuging 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**hes get between us How we let these n***as 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 RIP my grand-dad Quick, he should have seen this sh** 20 thousand on some child support, I seen that sh** Riding round with all them choppers, I done seen this sh** These rappers mad at me but these n***as ain't doing sh** And I just bought a pound of kush so I can smoke that sh** 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 [Interlude] Monster! Say I'm Illuminati, they tryna make me catch a body [Verse 2] I don't know when I'ma flip, n***a Get me some codeine and sip, n***a Big bank saying wipe a n***a's nose, my girl changed the lock on the doors Before this sh** 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** with any of you n***as, 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 n***a not another n***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'm through with the pies Told em f** all of my wrongs, I don't even write My savages, my savages, my savages We gone leave a n***a stiffer than a mannequin Free all my n***as incarcerated, you heard? Loyal for life, you heard? Free band gang! We global now..