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respect - no savage lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, harto cooked this one up)
ayy, juu
ayy
i think i feel this sh*t right here
wop
mob
uh
uh, uh, uh

[verse 1]
i couldn’t play, had to get on my sh*t
they cutting me off, forgetting i’m winning
but i’ma get back, i’m a h*ll of a n*gga
uh, you could believe ’em, i know they pretending
looks deceiving, them n*ggas ain’t spending
b*tch*ass rappers can’t go to they trenches
if i had an m, i could live in them b*tches
’bout youngins who k!llers and send ’em to get you
long live 30, that sh*t in my pistol
if i run it to ’em, it’s people going missing
they must been informants the way they be tipping
i’m all about money, it’s all in my interest
homicide [?][0:36] keep on coming to get ’em
they come right to me after n*ggas get finished
from the sh*t n*ggas told ’em, i thought they was in it
[interlude]
ayy
n*ggas tipping to 12 and sh*t
i’m only giving out real bars, lookit
wop

[verse 2]
uh, i’m ’bout to spin me another block
bodying one, i just bought me another glock
go up to heights, i could thug it on cutter block
long live cut, i’m eager to go rock
get in the car and we rocking, we rolling
if you ain’t believe me, i’m coming to show you
my mother youngest, boy, i feel like the older
’cause constantly, i’m k!lling n*ggas who older than me
uh, we got a deal on them packs, come roll ’em in
i’m calling quan and chuck when them boulders in
them n*ggas my brothers, they more than my men
i done went court, but still bringing it in

[interlude]
uh, mob
b*tch, bringing it in
huh, wop
court, but i’m bringing it in
yeah
ayy, juu
f*ck these n*ggas
uh, uh
[verse 3]
i used to steal, hop right in that truck like
how you a shooter and don’t keep it shut tight?
chicken fajitas, i get ’em wrapped right
ain’t talking apple, i show with that mac like
two blocks, one day, dead back to back like
hot*ass n*ggas, i’m calling ’em termites
fishing the ‘cat through marlboro pike
f*ck yeah, know you gon’ come in the daylight
’cause i want ’em burned from the stick in the sunlight
they spinned through the yo, but them n*ggas ain’t come right
the n*gga you hit came back through the same night
they need a plan ’cause they don’t got they game right
the way i do b*tches, they saying it ain’t right
even on dates, i be keeping that thing tight
bet you i’ll pull this b*tch out in plain sight
uh, wop, i hit his b*tch, it was all for a game night
i’m not a ho, boo, i just like to sling pipes
can’t stay with me ‘less i’m f*cking you all night
he tried to triple cross, i k!lled him on sight
keep it so much, n*ggas think i was born tight
f*ck a whole lot of b*tches, i’m living that p*rn life
orgies on birthdays, cheers to more life
even the devil can’t get me to sacrifice
you wanna climb, but it’s gon’ be a long hike
helping my mother and son in my own life
stay in my child life, make sure he grow right
what’s done in the dark, it ain’t come to the sunlight
i was loving the b*tch and i knew that she wasn’t right
how the f*ck you gon’ leave if [?][2:18] right?
you know the consequences if you go away
come through our hood, get slapped like the doorway
youngest tryna spin, i give him a throwaway
why you on the block if you be in the way?
we call a whole brick fifty shades of grey
pounds in the oven, i ain’t making cake
stovetop broke, i’ma bake the weight
i ain’t never boxed, but i could make the weight
dump it out and use the razor for the shake
[outro]
wop
n*ggas ain’t f*cking with me
i told y’all
b*tch
i don’t never think none of you n*ggas f*cking with me
i’ll be back soon
i’m turning myself in tomorrow
i’ll be back soon

- no savage lyrics

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