Big Sean, Metro Boomin Savage Time cover

Savage Time
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Lyrics


Released
Dec 8, 2017

Savage Time Lyrics

Song Meaning
Verse 1
Yeah (Secure enemy!)
Yeah, look (If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight)
Verse 2
Talking to my momma half the time (Shoot on sight)
Talking to my daddy half the time
Streets crazy, they don't salvage time (this is execution time)
Look at the news, that's savage time (whoa)
Rolex, that's savage time (whoa)
Pass the licks, I ain't passing time (no)
Cutthroat, we on savage time (cut)
Cutthroat, we on savage time
Verse 3
Look, I'm taking out anyone in my way (way)
I'm not playing with you, bitch, this not the WNBA
I'm a real-life star, so you know I need my space
Beat a white supremacist black
Till that motherfucker hate his face
I been going through some issues that nobody dealing with
Surrounded by real killers and shit, doing it for the thrill of it
Graveyards on some Thriller shit, only zombies 'round here; fiends
They need help and they had dreams, but don't 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 waking up in hell?
Been there so long
They got pictures with the fucking devil himself
Everybody need direction, even if it's to find they self
Look, I'm the greatest of our time, bitch, I do it till I die
Swear I'm done with all the bullshit like I moved up out the Chi'
All that fuck shit obsolete, boy, I hop up on my feet
I'm the only one stopping me
I give you one finger away for peace
I'mma take that water from Flint, and I'mma go up there to D.C
I'mma make the president drink, he wouldn't even let it touch his sink
I said "God, we need a blessing," God said, "Go and see the reverend"
People line outside the churches
Like it's the white and blue 11's (Straight up)
Hurricanes hitting with another bomb threat, man
This shit feel like Armageddon
Swear I'm goin' every second
So I keep good weed, good vibes, good crystals
Lavender eucalyptus, mixing it with the incense
Just to relieve my tension
Savage time, yeah, it's time to take this shit
I mean, record-breaking shit, all we doing is taking risks
I ain't got time to take my time, I'm doin' it like my life on the line
I ain't have no lifeline in my whole lifetime, no hero to hide behind
With a soul like mine, when it go night time
There's no other choice but to shine
Look, no gold mines
Set goals in my mind when the stars are aligned
I'm divine (straight, straight)
So understand we gon' see success, that's inevitable (whoa)
You couldn't hold me down even if I was in federal (whoa)
You couldn't stop these plays even if I was ineligible
Kneeling like Colin Kaepernick if that shit unethical (Kap)
Yeah, free my mind, no bargain (free)
Got one girl, she the hardest (I swear)
That pussy supercharging, making love between war and
Then I hit the stage then get to talking
Like I'm Marcus Garvey (like I'm Marcus)
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-
Verse 4
Shots fired, I need 'em right now!
I need 'em, man down right now!
Shots fired, I repeat backup request! Front line
Verse 5
I am at a point where I just don't have any more
To give or feel (front line, front line! Watch out)
How the fuck I'm supposed to feel?
Shit's way too real in the field
Tell me how the fuck I'm supposed to feel now?
Shit real out here in the field
Got me on no chill
These bitches got me on no chill
Verse 6
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Verse 7
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Verse 8
Young nigga heaven sent, raising hell till it's heaven again
My niggas used to sell dope, they was Backstreet Boys
Cops land 'em on the pavement, now they black street boys
Pins, trays, suits, how I'm mobbing
Alley-oop opportunities
Yeah I lob it to all of my niggas ´cause we got no other options
I pray V12 is the only time I'm boxed in
Fuck a fake hoe, that bitch toxic
Push her off of me like I'm in mosh pits
Every day fresh as fuck, you niggas never fly, you an ostrich
Bad crew, murderous around, we the mobsters
Bitch, I've never touched a mop in my life
I've never ever nine-to-fived in my life
I'm riding 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 that's blessed
Boy, no stunt double, I'd die by the set, yeah
Got signed up like a nigga protest
If I ain't a pro at it, then a nigga pro effect
Been doing this forever, I ain't getting old yet
Bitch, I'mma fill this up in Möet
And my girl get mo' wet, only thing I cuff is Rolex
My nigga working with them bows, that's Bowflex
I straighten this shit out, no botox
I call the shots, no techs
rocking enough chains for four necks, bitch
Verse 9
Freedom birds, freedom ring
Free the eyes, let 'em see
Freedom birds, Freedom birds (straight up)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh

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