verse 1 
Fm 
My savages, my savages, my savages 
Eb 
I’m always dressing fresher than a mannequin 
Fm 
I grew up in a ruthless ass environment 
Eb 
I’m on the phone with yo, I ask him how the trial went 
Fm                  Db 
35 racks is how my day was spent 
Eb 
I gotta cock it back, that’s how my day would get 
Fm                            Db 
You got me thinking all these bitches artificial 
Eb 
The way you acting you must don’t respect a real nigga 
Fm                            Db 
Roll some herb up, pour some syrup up 
                 Eb 
They tried to infiltrate us and then betrayed us 
          Fm 
I told you way before what happened they was hating on us 
Db            Eb 
You know when we was juuging for it they was mad at us 
             Fm 
Aye, this a letter for my dogs 
                     Db 
How we let the money get between us 
Eb 
How we let these bitches get between us 
       Fm 
How we let these niggas get between us 
       Db              Eb 
I got love for all my savages with itchy fingers 
                        Fm 
I got love but it ain’t like the love I got for India 
             Db             Eb 
She held me down when I was broke, I got her to infinity 
                     Fm 
My lil dog caught a murder, gone for infinity 
                        Eb 
Dumping ashes on your obituary, I know you feeling me 
                   Fm 
RIP my grand-dad Quick, he should have seen this shit 
                     Eb 
20 thousand on some child support, I seen that shit 
                           Fm 
Riding round with all them choppers, I done seen this shit 
                        Eb 
These rappers mad at me but these niggas ain’t doing shit 
                              Fm 
And I just bought a pound of kush so I can smoke that shit 
             Db              Eb 
I went and spent a half a ticket at the dealership 
                           Fm 
The fame is doing a lot of damage to my friendships 
        Ab                 Eb 
If Esco didn’t love me would’ve been done jumped ship 
                           Fm                     Db 
And it’s the love from my fans got me still here 

Interlude 
Eb 
Monster! 
Fm               Db Eb 
Say I’m Illuminati, they tryna make me catch a body 

verse 2 
Fm 
I don’t know when I'ma flip, nigga 
                                Db 
Get me some codeine and sip, nigga 
Eb 
Big bank saying wipe a nigga’s nose, my girl changed the lock on the doors 
Fm 
Before this shit pour up a fo', ain't falling in love with no ho 
 Eb 
That what you want for me? That what you really expect? 
Fm 
You thinking I’m sitting up depressed? 
Db 
I'm somewhere countin' up me a check 
Eb 
I hate I had to fuck with any of you niggas, that’s my only regret 
Fm 
Drag the mink on the floor 
Db 
The Cuban links on my ho 
Eb 
Ten whips in a row, who would think we were poor? 
Fm 
Who would think we was poor? 
Db 
There’s money laying on the floor 
Eb 
Got some hoes laying on some hoes 
Got a shawty with me, she a pro 
Fm 
No she’ll never meet another nigga not another nigga like me 
Eb 
Even if he got a billion dollars he can’t make her cum like me 
Fm 
Who compliment you like me? It better be about an image 
Eb 
Tell me all of this a gimmick, they thought the whips got rented 
Fm                                           Cm 
Because the Spurs weren't tinted, I told em ain't got nothing to hide 
                Eb 
I told em I’m through with the pies 
Eb 
Told em fuck all of my wrongs, I don’t even write 
Fm                         Db 
My savages, my savages, my savages 
           Eb 
We gone leave a nigga stiffer than a mannequin 
Fm Db 
     Eb 
Free all my niggas incarcerated, you heard? 
                    Fm 
Loyal for life, you heard? 
Db Eb 
Fm        Db        Eb 
Free band gang! We global now..