Famous Lyrics - 21 Savage

Rags to riches, nigga came from the bottom 

Hood rats, now a nigga fuckin' on models 

Ridin' in the foreign, remember ridin' on MARTA 

Grind got harder and my mind got smarter 

I was gettin' bags for the cheap 

When I ain't had money, I was robbin', nigga 

I was gettin' bags for the free 

21 Gang, they were right beside me 

And they still with me, nigga, I'm on TV 

Couple niggas switched up, bitched up, fuck 'em 

I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber 

I'm too, too player to put a bitch before my brother 

I'm too street smart, nigga, to serve a undercover 

Niggas tryna clone a nigga's shit, damn, woah 

Used to drive a hotbox, shit, Lambo 

Niggas want a handout, shit, mine broke 

I grinded for this shit, I grinded for this shit 

Can't change on my game, niggas still here 

Kinda hard to change my ways 'cause the shit real 

Niggas rappin' 'bout shit they ain't even lived 

Niggas lyin', I can hear it in their ad-libs 

I'm poppin' Percocets, bitch, not Advil 

It's kinda fucked up what they did to Black, damn 

If I catch him in the trap, I'ma whack him 

I catch that boy in traffic, nigga, I'ma whack him 

Nigga, try to keep up with this fashion 

Makin' sure my kids happy 

They dependent on their daddy 

Tryin' not to let the streets distract me 

I know it's bumps in the road like acne 

Had to sell dope, I couldn't be an athlete 

I'm a solid young nigga, you can ask C 

The internet ain't gon' help you understand me 

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I'm a street nigga, yeah I'm famous 

I'm a rapper, nigga, and I'm gangbangin' 

Everybody kill a nigga, what you claimin'? 

Everybody get it with your nigga flamin' 

All these chains on a nigga like I'm stranglin' 

Ran off with your money, nigga, guess we straight then 

You knockoff gangbangers ain't bangin' 

In the hood everyday, I'm hangin' 

And I come through when the gang need 

And I wear shades so they can't see 

And I pay them lawyers and the bond fees 

Nigga one thousand, I'm beyond G 

I put my main bitch inside Givenchy 

Niggas still askin', "Can you front me?" 

My old ho sayin', "Boy you growed up" 

Promethazine, it got a nigga slowed up 

Too solid, pussy niggas can't disclose us 

Went and seen Eliante, and he froze us 

I'm too street to walk around with my nose up 

Especially to the niggas knew me 'fore I blowed up 

Savage Mode drop, now my price'll go up 

Streets cold, nigga, they ain't showin' no love 

Niggas get in front of judge and they fold up 

Face shot, hit that boy with the whole dub 

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I'm a street nigga, yeah I'm famous 

I'm a rapper, nigga, and I'm gangbangin' 

Everybody kill a nigga, what you claimin'? 

Everybody get it with your nigga flamin' 

All these chains on a nigga like I'm stranglin' 

Ran off with your money, nigga, guess we straight then 

You knockoff gangbangers ain't bangin' 

In the hood everyday, I'm hangin' 

Couple niggas switched up, bitched up, fuck 'em 

I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber 

I'm too, too player to put a bitch before my brother 

I'm too street smart, nigga, to serve a undercover