text: Yeah
  We secure the enemy!
  Yeah, look
  If they do not surrender, shoot em on sight! Shoot on sight!
  Yeah
  Talkin to my momma half the time 
  Talkin to my daddy half the time
  Streets crazy, they dont salvage time
  Look at the news, thats savage time 
  Rolex, thats savage time 
  Pass the licks, I aint passin time 
  Cutthroat, we on savage time 
  Cutthroat, we on savage time, look
  Im takin out anyone in my way 
  Im not playin with you, bitch, this not the WNBA 
  Im a real-life star, so you know I need my space 
  Beat a white supremacist black til that motherfucker hate his face 
  I been goin through some issues that nobody dealin with
  Surrounded by real killers and shit, doin it for the thrill of it
  Graveyards on some thriller shit, only zombies round here fiends
  They need help and they had dreams, but dont nobody give a shit? 
  Yeah, just like them boys in cells who had dreams of NFL 
  How they supposed to pray to God if they keep wakin up in Hell?
  Been there so long, they got pictures with the fuckin devil himself
  Everybody need direction, even if its to find theyself
  Look, Im the greatest of our time, bitch, I do it til I die
  Swear Im done with all the bullshit like I moved up out the Chi 
  All that fuck shit obsolete, boy, I hop up on my feet 
  Im the only one stoppin me
  I give you one finger away for peace 
  Ima take that water from Flint and Ima go up there to D.C
  Ima make the President drink, he wouldnt even let it touch his sink
  I said, God, we need a blessin.
  God said, Go and see the reverend.
  People lined outside the churches like its the white and blue 11s 
  Hurricanes hittin with another bomb threat
  Man, this shit feel like Armageddon, swear Im goin every second
  So I keep good weed, good vibes, good crystals , lavender eucalyptus
  Mixin it with the incense, just to relieve my tension
  Savage time, yeah, its time to take this shit 
  I mean record-breakin shit, all we doin is takin risks 
  I aint got time to take my time, Im doin it like my life on the line
  I aint have no lifeline in my whole lifetime, no hero to hide behind 
  With a soul like mine, when it go nighttime
  Theres no other choice, but to shine 
  Look, no gold mines, set goals in my mind
  When the stars are aligned, Im divine 
  So understand we gon see success, thats inevitable 
  You couldnt hold me down even if I was in federal 
  You couldnt stop these plays even if I was ineligible
  Kneelin like Colin Kaepernick if that shit unethical 
  Yeah, free my mind, no bargain
  Got one girl, she the hardest 
  That pussy superchargin, makin love between war
  And then I hit the stage, then get to talkin like Im Marcus Garvey 
  Like, how is dark skin a weapon but they treat it like a target?
  Like how if you rich in the mind then you already worth a fortune
  Like you deserve every single golden por—
  Shots fired, I need em right now!
  I need em, man down right now!
  Shots fired, I repeat backup request!
  Front line, front line, front line!
  Back up, watch your tone!
  I am at a point where I just dont have anymore to give or feel
  Back up!
  How the fuck Im supposed to feel? Shits way too real in the field
  Get out!
  Tell me how the fuck Im supposed to feel now
  No, stay here!
  Shit real out here in the field, got me on no chill
  You lost your mind!
  These bitches got me on no chill
  Go!
  Shots fired!
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
  I got it!
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
  No!
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
  If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you
  Young nigga heaven-sent, raisin hell til its heaven again
  My niggas used to sell dope, they was Backstreet Boys
  Cops land em on the pavement now they Blackstreet Boys
  Pinstripe suits, how Im mobbin, alley-oop opportunities, yeah
  I lob it to all of my niggas cause we got no other option
  I pray V-12 is the only time Im boxed in
  Fuck a fake ho, that bitch toxic, push her off of me like Im in moshpits
  Everyday, fresh as fuck, you niggas never fly, you an ostrich
  Back room of the restaurant, we the mobsters
  Bitch, Ill never touch a mop in my life
  Ill never have a nine-to-five in my life
  Im ridin through the D with all my jewelries
  So much love for me, I never get robbed in my life
  Aretha Franklin, respect it, respect
  So in tune, I forgot how to stress
  So in tune like the choir thats blessed
  Boy, no stunt double, Id die by the set, yeah
  Got signed up like a nigga protest
  If I aint a pro at it, then a nigga pro-effect
  Been doin this forever, I aint gettin old yet
  Bitch, Ima fill this up with Möet
  And my girl get more wet, only thing I cuff is Rolex
  My nigga workin with them bows, thats Bowflex
  I straighten this shit out, no Botox, I call the shots, no techs
  Rockin enough chains for four necks, bitch
  Freedom bells, freedom ring 
  Free the eyes, Hennessy 
  Freedom bell 
  Freedom bell 
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 
  Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh