Lyrics:
Damn I'm a savage dawg
She can't stand to be without me
She got withdraws
I got 21 problems
But none of them are about staying the realist
Down south
Fixing up her head
Kept her shoes clean
She tryna keep up with her friends
But it was something bout her clothes
She wasn't satisfied
She want that boy up
Police open up
Bitch you ratted me out?
The fuck you talkin' about?
I ain't say shit, you stupid motherfucka
I never should of trusted yo goofy ass
fucking blowing stadiums 21-hour days nigga I get 3 hours of sleep nigga
I did this shit by my self
And you ain't fucking hungry
if you don't do this shit
There is something on your mind
By the way you look at me
Something on your mind, oh, honey
By the way you look at me
Can what you're thinking
Bring
Got a show like every week I'm doing something on the mic
Under 21 but I'm still having trouble finding time
I guess, I'm maturing on a different level
The nigga don't even got heat but yet he still vents
If he was given a deal that would be heaven sent
But when his mom hears about what he's done he must
the interruption I apologize
But this is something that I gotta say, I gotta get it off my mind
Honestly I'm feeling like I'm seeing hell and heaven at the same time
been mistreated by their fair share of Christians
The same ones telling me that I can't make this music explicit
Fuck with my clique you get that heater
at home you tryna rob
When you got inside you got sodomized by a lotta guys
Girls pile up in Young Zee room
I fucked the wives of about twenty grooms
something about you turns me to a savage
Savage
And baby every time you walk by
I can feel magic in the air
Promise this ain't a drop by
I'm tryna
care about the helpless
I care about the elderly
I now know how to respond like a her
I now know, how to protect the helpless
I volunteer at activities
with this chicken wondering if I'ma creep her
Little hoodrat bitch from 25th named Tenika
Coming through, like I do, you know, getting my bark on
Knew
Please tell her I said, "Say something"
I'm startin' to believe ain't no
Such thing as Heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
(Pretty sweet) if
the bin
I then asked the woman
Behind the counter about it
And she said "well
It happens that I'm neighbors with Anna
(member of the Raincoats) and she
it’ll be about truth,
It could be about her, it could be about you uh
Real feelings so I put em on wax,
I’m just a fly young n started out in the back
the purest of diamonds it shined
Oh just because
She broke your heart and you loved her lots and lots
Oh your lost
They all say it's about connecting the dots
almost murdered
Everyone in her building exaggerating I inferred
Announcing now I hop trains, hope to see the world
Plus I'm writing a book about my
Look
Excuse me, what's your name
Cuz I saw you from a distance
And you really caught my attention
Something about you seem different
Said her name
watched her in the building,
Knowing it's the last time-seein' her ass climb in and out of the car
Yo I even thought about gettin' out of the car
But sat
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yeah... we gon' high to this
(The world's crazy, son yeah.. you know)
We gon' high to this (just something about
of time
This all-new feeling that I Cannot define
Walking alone
With her by my side
Her presence like no one makes me alive
It's all about love
It's all
and
From Canada to London lawyers and gunmen
Being by yourself can make the
Best of things redundant
I feel everything and nothing man I'm empty
I'm really
don’t get it, she’s abusive, I used to care but now they muted
Slit wrist, with a couple tits
Semicolons connected by blue chicks
Shawty lost her mind,
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