21 Savage, Metro Boomin – My Dawg Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics My Dawg – 21 Savage, Metro Boomin

Just because I didn’t remind you
Don’t think I forgot
Just because it ain’t happened yet
Don’t think that’s it not
Nipsey was solid
I know that he up there with Biggie and Pac
My choppa could tell you a story
I pray that you don’t try to plot

Stayed a hundred, couple n**gas changed
I ain’t never went against the grain
I could never snort c0caine
I could never f**k a b**ch behind my brother
Then try to turn her to my main

Clout chasin’ got him in a wood box
Can’t believe he died for the fame
He’ll risk it all for a name
I was comin’ hard ‘fore I came
I ain’t know nothin’ ’bout no Visa
I was in the park with the gang
Moms be feelin’ bad
I try to tell her she is not to blame
No social security, couldn’t get a license
But I still didn’t complain
I went and got it, I ain’t ask for no handout
Lil’ n**ga, we are not the same

You know what I’m on
First girlfriend did me wrong
I swear to God that every girl after that
I was gon’ do ’em wrong
Different b**ch in my bed every night
But I still be feelin’ alone
Matter fact I finna be with one
Probably right after I finish this song

That’s my dawg
He gon’ ride off the leash
He gon’ slide, she know I cheat
She know I lie, I be geeked up, I be fried
Sweep the room, we pull up with brooms
Smokin’ Girl Scout, you can smell the fumes
Don’t approach me ’bout your wifey if she choose
Last scrub did that made the news

N**ga keep talkin’ that U.K. s**t like I don’t got AKs
Like, ’cause I was born overseas
These motherf**kers ain’t gon’ spray-spray
Pull up in your hood, n**ga, 9-1-1, y’all better call mayday
From Glenwood all the way to Martin Luther King
N**gas know we don’t play-play

Caught him down bad, broad daylight
I ain’t need no mask
Paid in full, all the opp h*es get shot in the ass
Strip a rap n**ga if I ever get low on cash
Middle school, I ain’t go to class
I was hangin’ in the hallway, I ain’t have a pass
High school, I ain’t even go
I was hangin’ in the colony tryna sell gas
In a hotbox with Chevy, Lil Harold, and Rock, ready to crash
Tried to break in the pawnshop on Candler Road
But the rod wouldn’t smash
Larry got killed, couldn’t believe this s**t, man
The tears started falling’ down fast

Lick on McAfee, found a ho, split
But we really had сame for the cash
I’m prayin’ to Ogun
There’s much s**t in the street and my past
I told T-Tay that buddy was a f**k n**ga
Boom, he got on the stand
200K to the lawyer, lil’ brother
Gon’ make sure you get out the cans

That’s my dawg
He gon’ ride off the leash
He gon’ slide, she know I cheat
She know I lie, I be geeked up, I be fried
Sweep the room, we pull up with brooms
Smokin’ Girl Scout, you can smell the fumes
Don’t approach me ’bout your wifey if she choose
Last scrub did that made the news…

➤ Written by Bernd Schoenhart, Kid Hazel, Metro Boomin & 21 Savage
Album: Savage Mode II
Produced by Kid Hazel & Metro Boomin
21 Savage | Metro Boomin | 2020

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