1617: VI. Epilogue Lyrics

It's 28 Savage, fast forward 5 years

Still running into walls but now my vision is clear

I'm a, rhythmic prodigy my flow is like a lock & key but

The door doesn't open to just anyone that sticks their nose in

My flow is so cold, so bold, freezing the river I crossed

Hades has crumbled, we won, hell lost, so

Let's claim victory, champagne on the rocks

The fire is put out, but our bliss is on the clock 'cause there's

Bound to be another mess

The fun isn't quite over yet

But the pain will only get to you if you let it pose a threat

I know that eventually I'll solve it all

Mo Problem's too Notorious, no matter how Biggie Smalls

It's 28 Savage

I'm living lavish

Making bangers, with FG, it's happening

So make yourself aware of our words

We'll make our mark into the Earth, oh!

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The day things became wild

For the men who now are telling it

The ones that have worked hard through the grit

Are making the quilt that will be knit

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When the colder side of the world

Came to reign terror over it

The vicious might of them

Almost made humanity dead

The cold inside, almost made them bled

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The time of the year

For the birth of 28 Savage

It was time to turn up the cold said God

As you can see now we have him

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The story's over

It has been told

The ice has become my four-leaf clover so

Time to turn up the cold