Say Sum'

Savage

I just pulled up on my day one
I wish a bitch nigga say something
See that I'm still with the same ones
That's to the grave never change up

Wasn't a way had to make one
Didn't have a chance to take one
Didn't have a band had to shake some
Had to get out where I came from

Most of these niggas act victim and skipping it
I'm killing shit and not leaving no witnesses
I just peeled up off the dealership
Just like a new plug you don't know who you dealing with

I don't want commas need millions
She say she in love with my melanin
I'm not a average civilian
No not like them niggas on Hennepin

Can't get me out of my element
Ball like a veteran she giving brain she intelligent
Spazzing like I need some medicine
Preach like there reverend ain't know I'm black and I'm Mexican

Countin' blues up with the pinks
I might drown in the drink
Seen the vision from the ink
That's when Jay Whitt told me me link

I just pulled up on my day one
I wish a bitch nigga say something
See that I'm still with the same ones
That's to the grave never change up

Wasn't a way had to make one
Didn't have a chance to take one
Didn't have a band had to shake some
Had to get out where I came from

That wood hitting hard like a 808
I peel off that wheel like a straight away
I shoot my shot but don't fade away
I'm going gorilla no bathing ape

They didn't know Savage I made a name
Your pockets on skinny got weight to gain
They tried to play me I played the game,
Y'all niggas get smoked like it's Taylor Gang

They seen I'm dripping like faucets
I'm making deposits and even the plumber can't stop it
It's dripping on the ground so be cautious
My wrist will be drowned look too close and it's making you nauseous

Hunnids, wait
Out the pound to the face
Blunted, wait
Russian cream and no roulette

I just pulled up on my day one
I wish a bitch nigga say something
See that I'm still with the same ones
That's to the grave never change up

Wasn't a way had to make one
Didn't have a chance to take one
Didn't have a band had to shake some
Had to get out where I came from

Had to get out where I came from
All of my niggas still A1

I hold it down til that day come
Nigga been working since eight or some
That ain't no cap check the pay stubs
They want that smoke imma face some



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Writer(s): Randy Traylor
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