| American made, I’m on the savage journey
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| Will I’m earning my stars and stripes won’t let these niggas burn me
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| See it takes time for niggas to learn me
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| I’ve been through so much and shit, I ain’t close to thirty
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| Still young in all my glory
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| Wait, let me tell this story
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| Hey, been through hell and back
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| Funny how I’m still intact
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| Move with the steel in fact
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| I ain’t never pilled a cat
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| Not saying that I’m over that
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| Pressure got me ready to squeeze it
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| When I do, no turning back
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| A renegade in combat
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| The red wings and a ball cap
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| Nigga I am all that
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| Anxiety and feel you call that
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| America’s nightmare in all black
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| Ghost in the flesh, I’m all that
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| I’m mobbin' what you call that
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| In the front line where they fall back
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| Chest out, head high
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| You can say I’m 'bout that life
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| Never had to think it twice
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| Never had to think at life
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| This is just those basic instincts
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| Eyes never blinkin' twice
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| Focused and fixated
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| They never thought I’d make it
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| Not out of stall county bliss
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| Look at the sharks and bounties
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| Grooms and crackheads around me
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| You would’ve thought that this would drown me
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| Are you with the family?
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| Get down and count it
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| Montans always said I was a average
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| But she did say I was a savage kid
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| And this journey was prevalent
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| Before I’m hell bent
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| On success I smell it
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| Righter than a nose and rightfully I chose
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| To go where no one before me would ever go
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| On this savage journey |