Corrección Letra Savage (Remix) par Blxst

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Ayy, I'm that n***a
Pull up, you can be my bag splitter (Run a check up)
Know the streets say I'm a bad n***a (I'm a savage)
'Cause I'm a savage, not if I sag with you, ayy (Yeah)
Crack that code, maybe I can pa** with you (Crack that code)
Get on your toes, probably blow a bag with you, yeah (On your toes)
We got the streets on lock
Forever from the bottom but we still on top

You my top pick (Pick)
Duckin' off on the regular like we not lit (We not lit)
Bimmer, Bentley, Mercedes, we on some hot *ish
Let's go half on a baby, then split the profit (Choppin' it double)
Yeah, these B**** be on mе but they is not it
Won't let them H*** in my circlе, this ain't a moshpit (Not at all)
You don't f*** with no Urkel, gotta be boss ****, yeah
Don't only talk sh**, I walk it, yeah
Thats what I'm 'bout
'Cause they counted me out, but I didn't fold (I never folded)
Back on the wall, stood on ten toes (Ten toes)
Play if you want and get exposed (Yeah)
Not many n***as took this road
I kept it solid but n***as switched codes (N***as changing on me)
Who knew the streets would get this cold? (Cold, n***a)
Careful who you callin' your big bro (Don't lil' bro me)
That ain't never what it was meant for, yeah
Ayy, I'm that n***a
Pull up, you can be my bag splitter (Run a check up)
Know the streets say I'm a bad n***a (I'm a savage)
'Cause I'm a savage, not if I sag with you, ayy (Yeah)
Crack that code, maybe I can pa** with you (Crack that code)
Get on your toes, probably blow a bag with you, yeah (On your toes)
We got the streets on lock
Forever from the bottom but we still on top

Ayy, Look
I went ahead
N put in
My thousand hours in
I’m Aiming for ten-fold

Been A G like my name was Warren
I came in scoring
Now I'm poppin like pimples
Hit after hit I’m gon hit
With every single I set
It got simple
Nah I'm not me being narcissistic
M’only being realistic
Careful who you gon diss or
You’ll end being a statistic
But they
Counted me out yet I didn’t fold (never folded)
Friday night all my homies getting stoned (stoned)
Meanwhile I be home at the crib tho
Getting ready for fate to get going
But
N***as want a piece N it’s getting old (getting old)
But by then we’ve already moved on
They could tell I ain’t playin
When I switched tones (switchin' tones)
Ain’t nun gon fly by unless I say so

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