I be on the phone with dope boy, I be tiltin' Ya inspire me 2 go harder, nahwimsayn?... My savages, my savages, my savages... I'm always dressin' fresher than the mannequin I grew up in a ruthless ass environment I'm on the phone with yo, I ask him how the trial went Thirty five racks is how my day was spent I got a cocky back, that's how my day would get Ya got me thinkin' all these bitches artificial The way ya actin' ya must don't respect a real nigga Roll some herbal, pour some syrup up They tried 2 infiltrate us & then betrayed us I told ya way befo' what happened they was hatin' on us Ya know when we was juggin' fo' it they was mad at us And this a letter fo' my dog, how we let the $ get between us How we let these bitches get between us How we let these niggas get between us I got luv fo' all my savages with itchin' fingers I got luv but it ain't life 2 luv I got fo' indie She held me down when I was broke, I got her 2 infinity My lil dawg caught a murder, gon' fo' infinity Dumpin' ashes on yo obituary, I know ya feelin' me R.I.P. grandma quick, ya shoulda seen this shit Twenty thousand O's of child support, I seen that shit Ridin' round with all them choppers, I done seen this shit These rappers made at me but these niggas ain't doin' shit And I just bought a pound of kush so I can smoke that shit I went & spent a half a ticket at the dealership The fame is doin' a lot of damage 2 my friendships If Esko didn't luv me would've been a damn sAnd it's the luv from my fans got me still here Monsta, ha!... Say I'm Illuminati, & try to make me catch a body I don't know when I'm a flip niggas Get me sum' codeine to sip, nigga Big bank sayin' wipe a nigga's nose, but girl change a lot from the doors Befo' this shit brought up in phantom, & finally luvin' no ho That what ya want from me? That what ya really expect? Ya thinkin' I'm still not depressed? My soul can't loan me a check I hate I had 2 fuck with any of ya niggas, that's my only regret Dropped the mink on the flo', the Cuban links on my ho Ten whips in a row, who would think we were poor? Who would think we was poor? There's $ layin' on the flo' Got sum'hoes layin' on sum'hoes, got a shawty with me, she a pro No she'll neva meet another nigga not another nigga like me Even if he got a billion dollas he can't make her cum like me Who compliment ya like me? It betta be about a image Tell me all of this a gimmick, I thought the whip's got rented Cause the spurr one tenant, I told em ain't got none to hide I told em I'll do with the pies, told em fuck all of my roles, I don't even write My savages, my savages, my savages We gon' leave a nigga stiffer than a mannequin Free all my niggas incarcerated, ya heard?... Em goin' fo' life, ya heard?...