Savage Time

Big Sean

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Tono:
Bbm7 Talking to my momma half the time (yeah)
Ab7 Talking to my daddy half the time
Gbmaj7 Streets crazy, they don't salvage time
Ebm7 Look at the news, that's savage time (woah)
Gbmaj7 Rolex, that's savage time (Ro)
Db7 Pass the licks, I ain't passing time (no)
Ebm7 Cutthroat, we on savage time (huh?)
Db7 Cutthroat, we on savage time [Verse 1: Big Sean]
Bbm7 Ab7 Look, I'm taking out anyone in my way (way)
Gbmaj7 I'm not playing with you, bitch,
Ebm7 this not the WNBA (no)
Gbmaj7 Db7 I'm a real-life star, so you know I need my space (you know)
Ebm7 Beat a white supremacist black,
Dbmaj7 till that motherfucker hate his face
Bbm7 I been going through some issues
Ab7 that nobody dealing with
Gbmaj7 Surrounded by real killers and
Ebm7 shit, doing it for the thrill of it Gbma7 Dbmaj7 Graveyards on some "Thriller" shit; only zombies 'round here, fiends
Ebm7 They need help and they had dreams, but don't nobody give a shit
Bbm7 Yeah, just like them boys in cells
Ab7 who had dreams of NFL (yeah)
Gbmaj7 How they s'posed to pray to God if
Ebm7 they keep waking up in hell? (oh God)
Gbmaj7 Been there so long, they got
Dbmaj7 pictures with the fucking devil himself
Ebm7 Everybody need direction, even if it's to find they self
Bbm7 Look, I'm the greatest of our time,
Ab7 bitch, I do it till I die (yeah, die)
Gbmaj7 Swear I'm done with all the
Ebm7 bullshit like I moved up out the Chi' (like that)
Gbmaj7 All that fuck shit obsolete, boy, I
Dbmaj7 hop up on my feet (my feet)
Ebm7 I'm the only one stopping me
Dbmaj7 I give you one finger away for peace (fuck it)
Bbm7 I'ma take that water from Flint,
Ab7 and I'ma go up there to D.C (D.C)
Gbmaj7 I'ma make the president drink, he
Ebm7 wouldn't even let it touch his sink (drink)
Gbmaj7 I said, "God, we need a blessing,"
Dbmaj7 God said, "Go and see the reverend."
Ebm7 People lined outside the churches
Dbmaj7 like it's the white and blue 11's (Straight up)
Bbm7 Hurricanes hitting with another
Ab7 Gbmaj7 bomb threat, man, this shit feel like Armageddon (boom, woah, woah)
Ebm7 Swear I'm goin' every second, so I keep good weed, good vibes, good crystals (yeah) N.C. Lavender eucalyptus, mixing it with the incense (damn, damn) Just to relieve my tension
Bbm7 Ab7 Savage time, yeah, it's time to take this shit (take it)
Gbmaj7 I mean, record-breaking shit, all
Ebm7 we doing is taking risks (that's all)
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Gbmaj7 I ain't got time to take my time,
Dbmaj7 I'm doin' it like my life on the line
Ebm7 I ain't have no lifeline in my
Dmaj7 whole lifetime, no hero to hide behind (behind)
Bbm7 With a soul like mine, when it go
Ab7 night time, there's no other choice but to shine (but to shine)
Gbmaj7 Look, no gold mines, set goals in my mind when the stars are aligned, I'm divine, straight (straight)
Gbmaj7 So understand we gon' see success,
Dbmaj7 that's inevitable (woah)
Ebm7 Bbm7 You couldn't hold me down even if I was in federal (woah)
Bbm7 You couldn't stop these plays even
Ab7 if I was ineligible
Gbmaj7 Kneeling like Colin Kaepernick if
Ebm7 that shit unethical (Kap)
Gbmaj7 Yeah, free my mind, no bargain (free)
Dbmaj7 Got one girl, she the hardest (I swear)
Ebm7 That pussy supercharging, making
Dbmaj7 love between war and
Bbm7 Then I hit the stage then get to
Ab7 talking like I'm Marcus Garvey (like I'm Marcus)
Gbmaj7 Ebm7 Like how is dark skin a weapon, but they treat it like a target?
Gbmaj7 Like how if you rich in the mind,
Dbmaj7 then you already worth a fortune
Ebm7 Dbmaj7 Like you deserve every single golden por— [gunshots]
Bbm7 [Interlude]
Ab7 Gbmaj7 Shots fired, I need 'em right now!
Ebm7 I need 'em, man down right
Gbmaj7 Dbmaj7 Ebm7 now! Shots fired, I repeat backup
Dbmaj7 Bbm7 request! Front line, front line, front line! [Bridge: Big Sean]
Ab7 I am at a point where I just don't
Gbmaj7 Ebm7 Bbm7 have any more to give or feel
Gbmaj7
Dbmaj7 How the fuck I'm supposed to feel?
Bbm7 Shit's way too real in the field
Bbm7 Tell me how the fuck I'm supposed
Gbmaj7 to feel now?
Ebm7 Gbmaj7 Shit real out here in the field
Ebm7 Got me on no chill
Bbm7 Dbmaj7 Bbm7 These bitches got me on no chill [Segue: Travis Scott]
Ab7 Ooh, ooh, ooh
Gbmaj7 Ebm7 Gbmaj7 Dbmaj7 Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ebm7 Dbmaj7
Bbm7 Ab7
Gbmaj7 Ebm7
Gbmaj7 Dbmaj7 Ebm7 [Beat Switch]
Bbm7 Gbmaj7 [Producer Tag: Future]
Bbm7 If Young Metro don't trust you,
Gbmaj7 I'm gon' shoot you [Verse 2: Big Sean]
Bbm7 Gbmaj7 Young nigga heaven sent, raising hell till it's heaven again
Dbmaj7 My niggas used to sell dope, they was Backstreet Boys
Ebm7 Cops land 'em on the pavement, now they black street boys
Bbm7 Pinstripe suits, how I'm mobbing
Gbmaj7 Alley-oop opportunities, yeah I
Dbmaj7 lob it to all of my niggas 'cause we got no other option
Ebm7 I pray V12 is the only time I'm boxed in
Ebm7 Fuck a fake hoe, that bitch toxic
Ebm7 Push her off of me like I'm in mosh pits
Ebm7 Every day fresh as fuck, you niggas never fly, you an ostrich
Ebm7 Back room of the restaurant, we the mobsters
Ebm7 Bitch, I'll never touch a mop in my life
Ebm7 I'll never have a nine-to-five in my life
Ebm7 I'm riding through the D with all my jewelries N.C. So much love for me, I never get robbed in my life
Bbm7 Fm7 Aretha Franklin, respect it, respect
Bbm7 So in tune, I forgot how to stress
Bbm7 So in tune like the choir that's blessed
Bbm7 Fm7 Boy, no stunt double, I'd die by the set, yeah
Bbm7 Got signed up like a nigga protest
Bbm7 If I ain't a pro at it, then a
Fm7 nigga pro effect
Bbm7 Been doing this forever, I ain't getting old yet
Bbm7 Bitch, I'ma fill this up with Möet
Bbm7 And my girl get mo' wet, only thing I cuff is Rolex
Bbm7 My nigga working with them bows, that's Bowflex I straighten this shit out, no botox I call the shots, no techs
Fm Rocking enough chains for four necks, bitch [Outro: Travis Scott]
Bbm7 Ebm7 Freedom bells, freedom ring (yeah)
Bbm7 Free the eyes, let 'em see Free them birds, free them birds
Gbmaj7 Bbm7 (yeah, straight up)
Ab7 Gbmaj7 Dbmaj7 Ebm7 Ooh, ooh, ooh
Fm Ab7 Dbmaj7 Ab7 Ebm7
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Composición: Brian Mcknight, Big Sean, Metro, Michael Barnes, Chris Elliot y Jacques Berman Webster

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