ThaRealMenace & Lil C - Savage Up

Air Force Ones grab a tee and some skinny jeans
All I wear is tennis chains my diamonds came from overseas
Lil bro he been banging B trying put some blood right on tee
Been thugging since bout 8th grade
Trying to find out where the money be
Stacked it up put in a jar been thinking about some Amiri jeans
Lately I been selling songs getting paid to rap on any beat
How you suppose to be killer your bro say you ain't never spin
Money keep on adding up somewhere I ain't never been
I ain't want to hit her friend but hit them both
I been stuck up in my mood put my feelings on froze
She been trying to act rude I guess she in her mood
I been chilling I can pop it some shit get old
Yeah
She done turnt my savage up so I done ran my bag up
They been trying to bring me down
Ain't shìt I can't overcome
Playing with my name go leave you dead
We ain't showing love
Arguing with my main bitch
Why the fuck you check my phone
My bitch look like Beyoncé
You know I ain't sharing this
Walking in the club with all my partners
We go rack for rack
She was trying act like she ain't like me
Now I'm hitting that
They know I'm the coldest on the block
And that's straight facts
Trying to change my life around
But I can't turn down
I always been the one who been there for you
You ain't stay down
I'm quick to text my nigga damn cash
We go make it out
7/11 my favorite number
Lil Joe might come fuck with me
Lydia Mill that's where I be
I never ran no hide and seek
I was getting money the same time I was shooting threes
You know me I'm from that block that 223 go handle opps
I don't fuck with niggas cause they pussy and they like to talk
Air Force Ones grab a tee and some skinny jeans
All I wear is tennis chains my diamonds came from overseas
Lil bro he been banging B trying put some blood right on tee
Been thugging since bout 8th grade
Trying to find out where the money be
Stacked it up put in a jar been thinking about some Amiri jeans
Lately I been selling songs getting paid to rap on any beat
How you suppose to be killer your bro say you ain't never spin
Money keep on adding up somewhere I ain't never been
I ain't want to hit her friend but hit them both
I been stuck up in my mood put my feelings on froze
She been trying to act rude I guess she in her mood
I been chilling I can pop it some shit get old
Aye they done turnt my savage up
I try to make em mad at us
Was young when they was having us
Now none of them be getting touched
Was going back and forth with petty hoes
Not pretty hoes they used to be some classy hoes
Now they done turned to ratchet hoes
That's how it go
Aye I got souls now
More than one they say I get around
Don't trust these hoes now
He wifed a thot that's known to fuck the town
I'm with my bros now
Ain't nothing new this shit like hand-me-downs
A big bankroll leave her stuck but not with me can't put em down
Aye I go toe to toe like Rocky Word is Bond I'm out they reach
I wish I never knew y'all that way I never have to speak
And all them hoes I used to talk to dropping hearts on my IG
I turned my savage up so none of them gone get shit out of me
Air Force Ones grab a tee and some skinny jeans
All I wear is tennis chains my diamonds came from overseas
Lil bro he been banging B trying put some blood right on tee
Been thugging since bout 8th grade
Trying to find out where the money be
Stacked it up put in a jar been thinking about some Amiri jeans
Lately I been selling songs getting paid to rap on any beat
How you suppose to be killer your bro say you ain't never spin
Money keep on adding up somewhere I ain't never been
I ain't want to hit her friend but hit them both
I been stuck up in my mood put my feelings on froze
She been trying to act rude I guess she in her mood
I been chilling I can pop it some shit get old

Written by:
CK Vance, Tristan Floyd

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