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future - 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 -ss environment
i’m on the phone with yo, i ask him how the trial went
thirty five racks is how my day was spent
i gotta c-ck it back, that’s how my day would get
you got me thinking all these b-tches artificial
the way you acting you must don’t respect a real n-gga
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
ayy, this a letter for my dogs
how we let the money get between us
how we let these b-tches get between us
how we let these n-ggas 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
r.i.p. my grand-dad quick, he should have seen this sh-t
twenty thousand on some child support, i seen that sh-t
riding round with all them choppers, i done seen this sh-t
these rappers mad at me but these n-ggas ain’t doing sh-t
and i just bought a pound of kush so i can smoke that sh-t
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-gga
get me some codeine and sip, n-gga
big bank saying wipe a n-gga’s nose, my girl changed the lock on the doors
before this sh-t 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-ck with any of you n-ggas, 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-gga not another n-gga like me
even if he got a billion dollars he can’t make her c-m 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-ck all of my wrongs, i don’t even write
my savages, my savages, my savages
we gon’ leave a n-gga stiffer than a mannequin
free all my n-ggas incarcerated, you heard?
loyal for life, you heard?
free band gang! we global now…

- future lyrics

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