Shit Trill

[Chorus:]
Shit trill I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
I got to get it so I'm jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent

[Verse 1:]
Boulevard what I rep but I been in O-town for a sec
Shout out to them niggas cause they show love like a bitch
And often PT can't forget Ken that's my cause
And nigga you know him the little savage sellin' drugs
Much love to Big Head you know I won't forget about you
Just chill on your josen's when you get out nigga I got you
Got a lot of lil' rounds but it some things that you must know
Man fuck the lil' Webbie don't trust lil' Webbie man he cut throat
He all about fetti man he he ain't' got no fuckin' feelings
He jacked my lil' brother so when I see him I'm a kill him
They screamin' I don't feel him man they just got some grudge in them
Talkin' all that shit but they ain't really got no thug in them
Webbie put a slug in them savage boy representer
Makin' mega cheese from December to December

I got the Glock the nigga it's time to clock nigga
You sixteen(16) still at the bus stop
I told Slugga this foolishness got to stop nigga
Got it together lil' Savage the fuckin' block nigga
I tried to reach a flat mill through the neighborhood
And all I met was them police and that ol' dirty judge
I'm still reachin' for it pushin Crack and Marijuana
'case I reach it somein' tellin' me it's right round the corner
Paid I want to be the grave I don't want to see
Before I die hope to clock atleast a hundred(100) G's
I'm thinkin' bigger things talkin' 'bout a hundred K's
With a pretty dime piece on the fuckin's beach
You want to shine better grind and not your struggle dawg
Man from a brick to a one(1) five(5) get ya' hustle on

Two(2) two(2) five(5) Savage run the state with guns
Tryin' to clock six(6) pushin' more weight then Pun
And it really don't matter nigga where you from
We got them bricks and bricks come on get you some
If you want beef we gone beef 'till we settle the shit
And when I creep I'm gone creep 'till I nail me a bitch
And I'm gone tell you like this here and this for all you lil boys
If you ain't savage you ain't shit that's from the bottom of my heart
I been runnin' the streets for seven(7) years out here bad
With my mind set on makin' a mill
And then I call my self a man 'cause I am a man
Just sixteen(16) but I done been through everything
My mama died that's when love stopped so now I'm pissed
I almost earned my first tear drop but I had missed
We 'bout to lock down off top you stupid bitch
You don't like it let the guns pop this savage shit ya heard me

Webbie

Shit Trill

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