Respect No Savage

[Intro]
(Ayy, Harto cooked this one up)
Ayy, Juu
Ayy
I think I feel this shit right here
Wop
Mob
Uh
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
I couldn't play, had to get on my shit
They cutting me off, forgetting I'm winning
But I'ma get back, I'm a hell of a nigga
Uh, you could believe 'em, I know they pretending
Looks deceiving, them niggas ain't spending
Bitch-ass rappers can't go to they trenches
If I had an M, I could live in them bitches
'Bout youngins who killers and send 'em to get you
Long live 30, that shit in my pistol
If I run it to 'em, it's people going missing
They must been informants the way they be tipping
I'm all about money, it's all in my interest
Homicide [?][0:36] keep on coming to get 'em
They come right to me after niggas get finished
From the shit niggas told 'em, I thought they was in it