( It hurts you the worst when you brothers don’t turn you up ) x2
808 Mafia

[Chorus]

Back in 2012, they counted me out
I had to turn up a notch

Back then, them hoes fuckin’ for clout
I had to turn up a notch

I’m thinkin’ you happy, but low-key you doubted me
I had to turn up a notch

Sleepin’ on porches, I served off the balcony
I had to turn up a notch

[Verse]

Bro in the kitchen, fell asleep off Percocets, wifey text me like, “Turn off the pot”

Thinkin’ ’bout bro, doin’ the dash in the Ghost off a four, shit had me swervin’ a lot

Hit him with perjury, he kept it a hundred through burglary, I send him money a lot

Wishin’ he made it through surgery, doctors’ and nurses’ faces tellin’ a lot

Shout-out brodie, he made it out of the drug game, you’d be blessed if he serve you an ounce

I fucked your bitch, I’m not throwin’ no shade, I’m the type to just fuck her and bounce

Seen my uncle actually reactin’ off coke
Won a Grammy, send my picture to bro

Breezy, Wicked and Chucky my woe
Them not the niggas you send to the store

Breakin’ news, the trenches a zoo
Just don’t move, get shot out your shoes

Tell on who? I don’t have a clue
Flew her out and she stayed in the room (Woah, woah)

Murder cases, I watch it from Zoom (Woah, woah)
Ice from Izzy, my shit like a, ooh (Woah, woah)

Give me lean, I don’t want it over Zoo (Woah, woah)
All my savages family too (Woah, woah)

[Chorus]

Back in 2012, they counted me out
I had to turn up a notch

Back then, them hoes fuckin’ for clout
I had to turn up a notch

I’m thinkin’ you happy, but low-key you doubted me
I had to turn up a notch

Sleepin’ on porches, I served off the balcony
I had to turn up a notch

[Outro]

( My savages, my savages, my savages
It hurts you the worst when you brothers don’t turn you up ) x4