Savages - Sugarhill Ddot

(Yo, Lucas, you heard?)
Yeah, yeah

I got older niggas on my block who mad 'cause I got chicken now
I had to go get rich, I got off my ass, I ain't just sit around (I ain't sit around)
I made my first band when I was ten, I was servin' (I was ten)
Now it's shows and backends, I'm pullin' up in black Suburban's
Keep a G up on my lap in that backseat, I'm never nervous (I'm never nervous)
I be still havin' flashbacks in the field, you know this shit get real (Shit get real)
I lost my dogs two years ago, how the fuck this shit still don't feel real? (It don't feel real)
But I'ma turn shit up for you, I do all this shit for you (I do all this shit for you)
I know the opps be on my page, they watchin' everything I do (Everything I do)
Them niggas stuck in the same spot that's why they prayin' that I lose (They prayin' on my down)
And I know I got 'em mad 'cause all I do is count these blues (All I do is count these blues)
All I do is swerve these coupes, I'm in my bag, I'm in that mood (I'm in my bag)
And I just put that Rollie on, but I need me a Richard Millie
They like, "How the fuck did he spend fifty in Amiri?" (How?)
These Chrome Heart glasses, I can see the money clearly (See the money clearly)
Tell my bitch I'm in her city (Tell my bitch I'm in her city)
I'm back in that mood, I turnt my block up, paid my dues
I put my whole gang in designer (Go ask about it)
I really made it out the zoo, I took my dogs with me too
Might bring the whole gang to the islands (To the islands)

Still with my savages, ain't nothin' change like I ain't get rich (Like I ain't get rich)
Still smoke away my pain, I'm rollin' pain up out this zip (Pain up out this zip)
Still with my savages, without them I ain't goin' nowhere (I ain't goin' nowhere)
Without them I ain't goin' nowhere (Goin' nowhere)