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Chase on the beat, yeah
When I talk, I like to talk to
Drop shit

Knife in my back, hit a
invasion to a robbery
And I told you, me honesty
You my taxes, got me audited
You hang with them, I want part of it
You wanna fake 'cause you start with me
I said but you started it
You confused, you hang with us
I put the dope in a
stole my style, wow
What the fuck to hip-hop?
Free Sheety, he gave me the Crip
My brothers addicted to stick
The J's to fentanyl
I count up a check, I got big
41 M on a watch
be goin' on a rapture
Frontier was my back
I was dyin', now I'm private
I put my gang over the mob
I told niggas I'm biased
Black came with a drive through
My name, it with the violence
My name, it come a file
My name, it with the sirens
My niggas got grills Pyrex
Kid drill was a fighter
On the corner, we was fightin'
In Chicago, I was at a
Gettin' picked up in a
You can tell I don't like you
You can I'm gon' try you

Yeah, this for the
This for the savages, for the savages
This shit
This treacherous, this shit treacherous
This for the
for the savages, this for the savages
This treacherous
This shit treacherous, this treacherous

You don't know what the fame
Ain't on the land in like two years
Why they got me in the book?
But I ride with the hood
And this won't change nothin'
Told bro, open the for me
give up my name, beloved
You a lame, beloved
Her rib got my name it
Bernice on the cheek, I'm bogus for it (Sorry)
And I be takin'
A big shoot out on
out, ain't make it to college
I'm not no good role
I like to care of my toddler
Send money to jail for my
You think I'm a a major artist
Even though I got and charted
crack, I had to vomit
Gotta do it the police comin'
I'm from where rainin' bullets
Nasty hoes don't wear
Where the street niggas your talent
Where the street say you valid
Queen from a pallet
And I had to get full of a
From the of the gangsters
You ain't say thank you
Only The Family, the
I to school for the cable

This for the
This for the savages, for the savages
shit treacherous
This shit treacherous, this treacherous
for the savages
This for the savages, for the savages
shit treacherous
This shit treacherous, this shit