Testo Savage - 21 Lil Harold
Testo della canzone Savage (21 Lil Harold), tratta dall'album LARRY
Teardrops in your eyes (in my eyes, nigga)
No one can hear me speak, it's all silence (not a game, nigga)
Seems I died sleeping on my way up to the sky (yeah, damn)
Hope you're gonna think of me sometime (yeah)
'Cause I can finally see my family and my friends (Johnny)
I always tried to be a better person
I wish that you're all happy and the Lord forgive my sins (Tayman, Nino, B, DLo)
And all I love, baby, someday we'll meet again (nigga, ayy, nigga)
I'ma slide (ride, ride)
Slide on my enemies, fuck my opps (21)
Hundred-round drum, get you dropped (damn, 21)
'Cause niggas in my city, yeah, they opps (so what?)
You got a badge and a pistol, you a cop (you's a rat, nigga)
I wish these nothin'-ass bitches just leave me 'lone (leave me 'lone)
I'm tryna move my lil' girls into a big home
I wish Lil D was still here to see I'm lit now (21, 21)
I know you proud of me, nigga, I'm on my shit now
Johnny, that's my best friend, he got killed on my birthday
That was October 22nd, 2013, right?
Then my up, my little brother, Tay Man
He got killed March 19th, 2014, you know what I'm sayin'?
So really, like man, fuck this shit
These niggas dyin' back-to-back
I'm finna try and do some new shit, so that when I start rappin'
I'll chop the city down 'bout my bros (yeah, 21)
I'll never kill a nigga 'bout no ho (21, yeah, 21)
Rule one, never beef with a rat in the street (uh, what?)
Rule two, stack your money if you got some smoke with me (21)
Rule three, when you come outside, nigga, keep your heat
'Cause I'm a Summerhill baby, nigga, I was born in Zone 3
Yeah, San' raised me, I'm runnin' up bands lately
I'd be a dumb-ass fool to let these opps take me to him (I got my gun on me)
Rest in peace, my dawg, man, this shit for life (gang shit)
Rest in peace, my dawg, man, this shit for life (for L, nigga)
R.I.P. to my dawg, man, this shit for life (for L, nigga)
Long live my dawg, man, this shit for life (for L, nigga)
Damn, Johnny gone now (damn)
Damn, man, Larry, man, he gone now (damn, Larry)
Damn, DLo gone now
Damn, man, my niggas ain't comin' home now (damn, nigga)
You ain't gangster, nigga (21)
That shit don't make you real, nigga, 'cause you got some paper, pussy (goddamn)
You still can be a fuck nigga (goddamn, nigga)
You still can get your ass whacked
That's on God, nigga, I swear to God, nigga
Y'all be in the motherfucker's crib high (damn)
Don't want no smoke (damn, damn)
Stop holdin' that shit in, fuckboy
Niggas doubtin' this shit
It's gon' be a motherfuckin' 'nother name in the streets, nigga (21)
Another nigga who just got murdered
With some motherfuckin' money
You still gon' be a pussy when you die
Sissy, pussy, fuckboy (I'ma always talk this gang shit, yeah)
I'ma always pop this gun, bitch, 21 (ho, bitch, nigga)
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Writer(s): Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Ahmar Bailey, Harold Glenn
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