No Savage

There was always this great anticipation of a game of peekaboo

If I wasn't no savage, she wasn't even link cuz I'm average
Baby I'm a bad influence with all these habits
Nothing like my father and the way he treat Paris
I was getting slurred, how I show him I ain't caring
Drowning on the block, I see everyone disappearing
If I wasn't no savage, I wouldn't be trying to fill in
Everyone trying to fit in, get in when you fit in
No experience, you can't go on a mission

Dying by myself mean I'm riding by myself
The only time I need him, I couldn't even ask for help
Going through this world, no crystal image of man
Had to grow up a savage just to live and understand
Back in elementary, I'm knowing my dad
Ain't really tripping off the time, just the time we ain't had
I was blowing up your phone, you at least returning the call
You tell me boy work on your talent, I promise you you'll ball
In the midst, I be trying to make sense of it all
And through it all, you was only a call away
That's why I really made call away, cause you was only a call away
But never there emotionally

Man ain't never 'pose to cry
Grew up in a house of straight women
They all told me that, I ain't never know what a man was

If I wasn't no savage, she wouldn't even link cuz I'm average
Baby I'm a bad influence with all these habits
Nothing like my father and the way he treat Paris
I was getting slurred, how I show him I ain't caring
Drowning on the block, I see everyone disappearing
If I wasn't no savage, I wouldn't be trying to fill in
Everyone trying to fit in, get in when you fit in
No experience, you can't go on a mission

Ay yo Flem, they ask me what to call him
A fuck nigga, left another child without a father
Gave your addictions more attention than your child bruh
Shit so sad, why I live a life without him
We share the same cloths, but we cut from different fabrics
Drugs over yours, man I guess that was your passion
But this name that I gave him, they gon' wear it like it's Gucci
Proud father, can't give a fuck about a hoochie
Ziploc fresh, don't give a fuck if it ain't Gucci
Call me bout mines, I'll make a nigga nose bleed
Call him bout his, he'll let the fucking phone ring
Always in the streets, man this shit ain't how it's posed to be
Shorty raised a soldier, man I guess that shit was meant to be
Steady on the move, mama always gotta check on me
Fighting all these demons, can't let them get the best of me

If I wasn't no savage, she wouldn't even link cuz I'm average
Baby I'm a bad influence with all these habits
Nothing like my father and the way he treat Paris
I was getting slurred, how I show him I ain't caring
Drowning on the block, I see everyone disappearing
If I wasn't no savage, I wouldn't be trying to fill in
Everyone trying to fit in, get in where you fit in
No experience, you can't go on a mission

How I feel about everything that's going on
Can't even talk to you, too cautious picking up the phone
I know what the hell you on, ain't my fault that there's an addiction
I was in them drug classes, first thing to change is your commitment
Taking all these drugs like what the hell is he on
Don't make no sense feeling alone, you did this shit on your own
Aint we both posed to be grown, you acting like a little kid
You can't say I did you wrong, don't even know what I did
I was really trying to understand, formulate a plan
If you ain't see what I'm seeing, then you can't comprehend
This shit everywhere, won't support it under my name
I won't get nowhere with this, cuz I ain't did it for fame
If you don't know me, then just know I use my music for pain
When I sang, it ain't me, it's coming straight from the brain
So much lies hidden in between the pain
This another song about Tremayne

If I wasn't no savage, she wouldn't even link cuz I'm average
Baby, I'm a bad influence with all these habits
This another song about your Tremayne