Savage

Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?

Designer clothes prove to you I'm living lavage
I lost my daddy hit the streets became a savage
We really working going in we going platinum
If they with me no doubt about it they a savage

Losing my pops at 14 yeah it changed me
I don't trust no soul if he got pressure let his brains leak
I see his thoughts without the glasses boy this 3D
Oh bro they trying to get you load the poles you know we deep
Pop off at my team you burned that bridge with that gasoline
I shake inside my sleep
I see my daddy in my dream
Nightmare on Elm Street
Feel like Freddie trying to get me
Came from the zoo boy and I ain't talking Remy
Living in the walking dead with some cold hearted people
They ain't got no mind to be honest they some demons
Creeping outside all black look like The Reaper
I swear I'm antisocial I don't fool with many people

Designer clothes prove to you I'm living lavage
I lost my daddy hit the streets became a savage
We really working going in we going platinum
If they with me no doubt about it they a savage
Designer clothes prove to you I'm living lavage
I lost my daddy hit the streets became a savage
We really working going in we going platinum
If they with me no doubt about it they a savage

As a kid growing up I never had it
Never had a father that shit turned me to a savage
Started making money that shit turned me to a addict
Had to hide it from my momma put the money in the attic
Told them off top I'm a monster and it's no going back
Lil ZAE that's my brother
Lil Mike that's the other
Family came from different mothers
Fuck with them you get hurt
Fuck with them you get murked
I told them my brothers come first
Fucking with Chris then you fucking with me lil nigga
Fucking with Hippy I kill you for free lil nigga
Now I'm rolling through your hood and now my heart is full of anger
You at your sisters house but now your sisters life in danger

Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Who a savage?
Up in these streets a young nigga turned savage
Run up on me and you know I'm pistol packing
I want the money so you know I got to have it
But anyways I'ma motherfucking savage
Back to the topic making money is a habit
Shoot the pistol body jumping like a rabbit
Don't fuck with me or I'll have you in that casket
Fucking with my fam then you going to die faster
All my niggas with it run up on us then we blasting
Pop up out the cut spark a nigga like some magic
Man I'm on another level on some shit you can't compare to
They call me Kvng Mike I'm the nigga your bitch bow to
Yea
I'm on some other shit
I'm on that savage shit
That never lacking shit
Fuck around and wack a bitch
That money stacking shit
Never trade on my niggas that's a fucking fact lil bitch

Designer clothes prove to you I'm living lavage
I lost my daddy hit the streets became a savage
We really working going in we going platinum
If they with me no doubt about it they a savage

Who a Savage



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Writer(s): Michael Clark
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