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Future

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Tonart: B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Yeah, I'm on savage time nigga
I'm on savage time
Dm
Bb
I'm on ratchet time
Am
C#m
I go smash her she so outta pocket
Bb
Am
I go smash her but she
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photocopied
Verse 2
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Once I adapted I got more options
I told her ignore that bitch she told
C#m
me "yes daddy"
Am
Bb
C#m
Man she, tryna get at me
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Hoe you telling they busi
Am
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C#
ness so tacky
Bb
We don't cuddle with
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none of you bitches
Bb
We don't wanna hustle with
none of you niggas
Uh, I'm cool on them,
Am
Dm
Bb
don't even dap them niggas
Ab
Am
Uh, I was in the trap they
Bb
tried to trap a nigga
I pull up in that new May
Am
Bb
bach and they wave
These niggas won't show no
Am
Dm
deuces they got hoe- waves
Am
I walk inside the club and they wave
I put headshots and more
Verse 3
hits out on my enemies
Dm
Am
I got love for all my
niggas who got love for me
I got Bloods, Crips,
Bb
Dm
and GDs in my family tree
Bb
Am
Dm
And where ever I go them
Vice Lords with me
Am
You don't want no static we just
got these things established
A
Bobble head bitches,
Am
they just smash automatic
A
Your baby- momma outta pocket
Am
knowing I'm a savage
Bb
Am
I told you I don't give you the dope
Bb
I told you I don't give you that dope
You niggas don't exist we
Am
Bb
eat filet mignon
Dm
Go brazy with your bitch she try
Bb
to stay the night
The first thing in the AM
send her on a flight
Verse 4
Bb
Ab
Yeah, I'm on savage time nigga
Bb
I'm on savage time
Am
C#m
I'm on ratchet time
Bb
C#
I go smash her she so outta pocket
Bb
A
I go smash her but she photocopied
E
A
I passed her off like "o
Verse 5
Am
h
A
bitch I'm him"
I'm seeing the way she
Am
actin' on the gram
Bb
Am
Bb
You misrepresenting who I am
Oh, hold up
Am
That photoshop making me nervous
G
Am
Ab
I told you it's making me nervous
Am
I know you ain't saving that pussy
Bb
You let somebody play in that pussy
Am
And it's o, it's okay though
Dm
Am
I got love for all my niggas
Verse 6
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
who got love for me
Am
I got Bloods, Crips,
Bb
Am
Dm
Am
and GDs in my family tree
Bb
Dm
And where ever I go them
Vice Lords with me
Am
You don't want no static we just
got these things established
A
Bobble head bitches,
Am
they just smash automatic
A
Your baby- momma outta pocket
Am
knowing I'm a savage
I told you I don't give you the dope
Bb
I told you I don't give you that dope
You niggas don't exist
Am
we eat filet mignon
Bb
Go brazy with your bitch
Dm
she try to stay the night
Bb
The first thing in the AM send
Verse 7
her on a flight
Am
(Yeah, I'm on savage time nigga
I'm on savage time
Am
I'm on ratchet time
I go smash her she so outta pocket
I go smash her but she photocopied)

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