Another Christmas Without My Niggas

(albüm: Savage Holidays - 2018)

Savage Holidays
Miss them, nigga
(You are listening to a Dominic Green production)
Another one, fucking 'nother one

Who got five on a sack of killer? (Go half, nigga)
Daily, we life of sin
It was Optimos or the Phillies (After that?)
Washing it down with gin
Never thought you wouldn't be with me Christmas (Lil' nigga)
Remind me of that shit we did
New Year's, we cut up, we shoot them pistols
Over and over and over again
Miss my friend
(Clutching on the forty, got it hanging out the shirt, ain't no hoes over here)
Miss my friend
(Said the same shit every New Year's, him saying this is our year)
Miss my friend
Wish I was here with a nigga
In the club throwing fours like yeah
Miss my G
So I need trees when I'm looking at the Christmas tree
What this is?

Another Christmas without my niggas (Another Christmas)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Lord)
Another Christmas without my niggas (My dog)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Another Christmas)
Another Christmas without my niggas (My dog)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Straight up)
Another Christmas without my dogs (My dog)
I wan' talk to you now, dog, I wanna call

I wish you could hang this up on the tree (Man)
Put the star at the top
But I'm left with you looking down, watching me (I know you watchin')
Watching me hit the top
Crawfish, we ate and we celebrated (How we comin')
Boiling it out the pot
If you ever got mad 'bout a situation (Sorry, nigga)
I'm telling you sorry now
Back in my feelings like a motherfucker
Looking in the club, when I see a nigga hug
Then I go to thinking 'bout my thug
Thinking how we used to thug in the same motherfucking club
And it get worser on the holidays
I think about how we all had J's for Christmas
Play spades for Christmas (Yeah, nigga)
I hear your song, and I think of you again, nigga
Here we go again (What this is?)

Another Christmas without my niggas (Another Christmas)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Lord)
Another Christmas without my niggas (My dog)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Another Christmas)
Another Christmas without my niggas (My dog)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Straight up)
Another Christmas without my dogs (My dog)
I wan' talk to you now, dog, I wanna call

Miss my dog
Motherfuck the stockings on the wall
Wish my dog, he could answer my call
Miss my dog
Shopping at the mall, big ball
On them 'ppeals, bitch, we'll blow it all
Don't you miss your dog?
When you ain't got nobody to call
'Cause you know they gon' tell it all
That's when you miss your dog (That's when you miss your dog)
Yeah, miss your dog

Another Christmas without my niggas (Fucked up)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (I rode, nigga, yeah)
Another Christmas without my niggas (Certified stepper)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Yeah, I swung, nigga, yeah)
Another Christmas without my niggas (Still swinging, nigga, yeah)
Must admit that I'm in my feelings (Yeah, nigga, straight up)
Another Christmas without my dogs (I miss my nigga, yeah)
I wan' talk to you now, dog, I wanna call (Yeah, blood behind that nigga, any day)