21 Savage's debut studio album, Issa Album (2017), peaked at number two on the U.S. Billboard 200 and its lead single "Bank Account" reached number 12 on The Hot 100. He then released the collaborative album Without Warning (2017) with Offset and Metro Boomin, with the song "Ric Flair Drip" peaking at number 13 on the Hot 100. 21 Savage featured on Post Malone's 2017 single "Rockstar", which reached number one on the Hot 100 and nominated for Record of the Year and Best Rap/Sung Performance at the 2019 Grammy Awards. His second album, i am > i was (2018), became his first U.S. number one album and spawned the hit song "A Lot" (featuring J. Cole), which won Best Rap Song at the 2020 Grammy Awards.
21 Savage was arrested by U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) on February 3, 2019. Officials revealed his status as a British citizen who entered the U.S. in July 2005 and unlawfully overstayed a H-4 visa that expired in 2006. He was granted bond on February 12 and released the next day, pending the outcome of an expedited deportation hearing, which was initially scheduled for April 9, but was later postponed indefinitely, with 21 Savage's lawyers stating he was legally residing in The U.S. for several years prior to the 2005 H-4 visa. 21 Savage's highly anticipated third album, Savage Mode II (2020), a sequel collaboration with Metro Boomin to their 2016 EP, debuted atop the Billboard 200, and spawned the U.S. top 10 singles "Runnin" and "Mr. Right Now" (featuring Drake).
On November 4th, 2022, 21 Savage would release "Her Loss", a collab album with Drake. It debuted at No.1 on the US Billboard 200. All 16 of its songs debuted on the Hot 100.
On January 10, 2024, 21 Savage announced his third studio album American Dream. On January 12, 2024 the album was released and featured guest appearances from Travis Scott, Young Thug, Doja Cat, Brent Faiyaz, Lil Durk, Summer Walker, Mariah the Scientist, Burna Boy and Metro Boomin. Upon release, the album debuted at number one on the Billboard 200 with 133,000 units, marking Abraham-Joseph's sixth top ten entry and his fourth consecutive album to top the charts. American Dream was supported by the singles "Redrum" and "N.H.I.E." with Doja Cat, both of which debuted at number five and nineteen on the Billboard Hot 100
red sky
21 Savage Lyrics
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Tides risin' up to new highs
I turn my back to the wind
Slowly driftin' away
I hear the night sing (welcome to your new)
Welcome to your new
It's fourth and inches, I'm sendin' a blitzLive on the toilet, I stay on my shit
You say we opps, but you stay on my dick
My shooter a rapper, I sent him a hit
They be on Twitter like, "When he gon' miss?"
Say I fell off, but I fell in his bitch
Fuck your white flag, I ain't tellin' 'em shit
I play it cool and hand brodie the blick
Blick out yo' stu' just to show you I'm rich
Now you can't drop no more music 'cause shit
How you jump right on that song and then snitch?
Nigga, you sassy and wrong as a bitch
Say the wrong thing and get put on that list
This is a warning 'cause Savage don't diss
Better thank me that your ass still exist
'Cause Jesus can't save you from what's in this stick
She don't look good without makeup, I'm stiff
Don't fuck with rappers 'cause most of 'em snitch
Diamonds gon' cover my neck and my fist
Watch on my leg 'cause I ran out of wrists
Draco brown like a Hershey
Hang out the window and blow 'em a kiss
Hang out the window and wave at his bitch
Gun smoke, I take it far when I'm pissed
Under cover of the darkness (red sky bleedin')
Sunlight moves, awakening (red sky bleedin')One that stares while one's asleep (red sky bleedin')
Before that's done, it's waking
Don't give a fuck, I'ma rock with my twin
Niggas freeze up when it's time to go spin
Speak on the dead, then we boxin' you in
Send you to heaven, they kill you again
We killed his buddy, he buckin' again
If they revive 'em, we bust him again
Pistol so big, ain't no tuckin' it in
I got in trouble for tellin' on friends
Rip out your tongue if you talkin' too much
You gon' get chopped out talkin' to us
Bullet-proof truck 'cause I know they could touch me
Bury the K and it still shoot rusty
Fuck my opps, niggas broke and they musty
All my exes still wanna fuck me
Eliantte on me, this is not lucky
Fry me a nigga like I'm from Kentucky
Remember when pops used to front me
When I see rappers, I do not see rappers, my nigga, I really see lunch meat
Three-hundred black on the seat and the Glock on my hip
Ain't no way you could punch me
You ain't really gang, you a flunkie
Send your ass to the store like you auntie, pussy
Under cover of the darkness (red sky bleedin')
Sunlight moves, awakening (red sky bleedin')
One that stares while one's asleep (red sky bleedin')
Before that's done, it's waking
This is really happening
Is this is really happening?
The lyrics of "Red Sky" by 21 Savage depict a dark and intense atmosphere. The opening lines, "Red sky bleedin' from my eye, Tides risin' up to new highs," suggest a sense of inner turmoil and rising tension. The singer feels disconnected from the world and begins to distance themselves, symbolized by turning their back to the wind and slowly drifting away. The mention of hearing the night sing is an eerie invitation to their new reality, possibly indicating a descent into darkness or a transformation of some sort.
The following paragraphs focus on 21 Savage's experiences and mindset. He addresses his adversaries, asserting his dominance and relentless determination. He uses football terminology, illustrating his aggressive approach to life, stating, "It's fourth and inches, I'm sendin' a blitz, Live on the toilet, I stay on my shit." He also dismisses those who try to criticize him or bring him down, referring to them as "opps" and emphasizing his own success and influence.
The lyrics also reflect on the consequences of betrayal and disloyalty. 21 Savage warns against crossing him, as he holds the power to retaliate severely. He makes references to shootings, being unapologetic, and having no remorse. The line, "Jesus can't save you from what's in this stick," suggests that salvation or forgiveness cannot protect those who wrong him. There's an underlying sense of danger and ruthlessness in his words.
The final lines of the song address the power dynamics within the rap industry and how 21 Savage views his peers. He implies that many rappers are untrustworthy and quick to snitch, making it clear that he keeps his distance from them. His confidence and disregard for others' opinions are evident as he talks about his wealth, his ability to intimidate, and his lack of concern for those who oppose him.
In the concluding lines, "This is really happening, Is this is really happening?", 21 Savage seems to question the reality and legitimacy of his circumstances. It can be interpreted as introspection or a moment of doubt in his own success or the authenticity of the situations he has experienced.
Overall, "Red Sky" by 21 Savage is a dark and intense song that explores themes of isolation, power, loyalty, and self-assessment. It portrays a complex and multifaceted persona who is unafraid to confront challenges and assert his dominance in a harsh and unforgiving world.
Line by Line Meaning
Red sky bleedin' from my eye
I feel intense pain and suffering, symbolized by a red sky bleeding from my eye.
Tides risin' up to new highs
Challenges and difficulties are increasing, reaching unprecedented levels.
I turn my back to the wind
I ignore the criticism and negativity, choosing to move forward and focus on my own path.
Slowly driftin' away
I feel myself gradually separating from my old life and leaving it behind.
I hear the night sing (welcome to your new)
In the silence and solitude of the night, I find solace and a sense of new beginnings.
Welcome to your new
Embrace the fresh start and the opportunities that await.
It's fourth and inches, I'm sendin' a blitz
Facing a critical moment, I'm taking aggressive action to achieve my goals.
Live on the toilet, I stay on my shit
I continue to work hard and stay dedicated to my craft, even in mundane moments.
You say we opps, but you stay on my dick
You claim we are enemies, but you can't help but be focused on my every move.
My shooter a rapper, I sent him a hit
I have someone on my team who is both skilled in music and capable of carrying out a targeted attack.
They be on Twitter like, "When he gon' miss?"
People on social media eagerly anticipate my failure or downfall.
Say I fell off, but I fell in his bitch
Critics claim I've lost my success, but in reality, I'm with his partner, achieving personal victories.
Fuck your white flag, I ain't tellin' 'em shit
I refuse to surrender or give any information to my enemies.
I play it cool and hand brodie the blick
I maintain a calm demeanor while passing my trusted associate the weapon.
Blick out yo' stu' just to show you I'm rich
I display my wealth and success by flexing and showcasing expensive possessions.
Now you can't drop no more music 'cause shit
I've caused such a disturbance that you can't release any more music or make any moves.
How you jump right on that song and then snitch?
I question how you can collaborate on a track with me, only to later betray and inform on me.
Nigga, you sassy and wrong as a bitch
You're making unfounded accusations and displaying incorrect behavior.
Say the wrong thing and get put on that list
If you speak or behave inappropriately, you'll face the consequences and end up on my hit list.
This is a warning 'cause Savage don't diss
Consider this a cautionary message, as I don't tolerate disrespect or confrontations.
Better thank me that your ass still exist
Show gratitude for your continued existence, as I could have easily eliminated you.
'Cause Jesus can't save you from what's in this stick
Even religious belief won't provide protection from the danger posed by my weapon.
She don't look good without makeup, I'm stiff
Without the artificial beauty enhancements, she lacks attractiveness in my eyes.
Don't fuck with rappers 'cause most of 'em snitch
Avoid getting involved with other rappers, as many of them are known for betraying others.
Diamonds gon' cover my neck and my fist
I'm adorning myself with expensive diamond jewelry, emphasizing my wealth and power.
Watch on my leg 'cause I ran out of wrists
I wear a luxury watch on my leg since I have already filled my wrists with other accessories.
Draco brown like a Hershey
My firearm, resembling the chocolate brand Hershey, is a powerful and intimidating weapon.
Hang out the window and blow 'em a kiss
I provoke and taunt my enemies by leaning out the window and making a mocking gesture.
Hang out the window and wave at his bitch
I further disrespect my rival by flirting and acknowledging his partner's presence while threatening him.
Gun smoke, I take it far when I'm pissed
When angry, I am willing to go to extreme lengths and violence, evident in the smoke from my gun.
Don't give a fuck, I'ma rock with my twin
I don't care about others' opinions; I'll stand by and support my loyal partner.
Niggas freeze up when it's time to go spin
When it comes to taking action and retaliating, my enemies become paralyzed with fear.
Speak on the dead, then we boxin' you in
If you disrespect the deceased, we will confront and corner you, leaving you with no escape.
Send you to heaven, they kill you again
If you're foolish enough to provoke us, we'll send you to your death, only to have you killed again in the afterlife.
We killed his buddy, he buckin' again
We already eliminated his associate, and yet he continues to retaliate and resist.
If they revive 'em, we bust him again
Even if someone manages to revive the fallen, we will attack and kill them once more.
Pistol so big, ain't no tuckin' it in
The size of my gun is too large to conceal; it's visible and ready for action at all times.
I got in trouble for tellin' on friends
I faced consequences for betraying and revealing information about my companions.
Rip out your tongue if you talkin' too much
If you're excessively talkative and spreading unnecessary information, I'll silence you by force.
You gon' get chopped out talkin' to us
Engaging in conversation with us will lead to severe consequences and possible assault.
Bullet-proof truck 'cause I know they could touch me
I drive in a vehicle with reinforced protection because I'm aware of the potential threats against me.
Bury the K and it still shoot rusty
Even if I bury the firearm for a long time, it remains functional, albeit with corrosion.
Fuck my opps, niggas broke and they musty
I disregard and despise my opponents, as they are financially unstable and have a foul odor.
All my exes still wanna fuck me
Despite our past relationships ending, my ex-partners still desire a sexual encounter with me.
Eliantte on me, this is not lucky
My jewelry brand Eliantte is adorning me; my fortune is not merely luck, but a result of my hard work.
Fry me a nigga like I'm from Kentucky
Metaphorically, I'll cook and eliminate an enemy violently, much like the cooking process in Kentucky fried chicken.
Remember when pops used to front me
I recall a time when my father provided me with drugs on credit, allowing me to sell them and make a profit.
When I see rappers, I do not see rappers, my nigga, I really see lunch meat
When encountering other rappers, I don't perceive them as equals; instead, I view them as insignificant and easily exploited.
Three-hundred black on the seat and the Glock on my hip
Three-hundred thousand dollars in cash rests on the car seat, accompanied by the Glock handgun on my hip.
Ain't no way you could punch me
There is no possible means for you to physically harm or defeat me.
You ain't really gang, you a flunkie
You don't genuinely belong to a gang or possess the characteristics of an authentic member; you're just a follower.
Send your ass to the store like you auntie, pussy
I'll send you on an errand like you're a subordinate, emasculating you and implying you're inferior.
This is really happening
The events and situations described in the lyrics are actually occurring.
Is this really happening?
Is it possible to believe or accept the reality of what is happening?
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Thomas Newport, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Courtney Dwight, Carlton Mays
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@CultureCriticCentral
Easily the best song of the album, the inspirational production behind the vocals, just godly.
@i.nternetunderground
So true, the chorus by Tommy Newport was my favorite part
@Mfgreg06
Nah shoulda worn a bonnet on top
@TommyNewport
<3
@@i.nternetunderground
@nbaoldboy1087
@@Mfgreg06Durk carries whole album
@Yung_treybo
Sneaky
@RadishShifu
Already a classic
@styloii6350
It's been 1 minute
@xtraveyy9205
Bro there’s no way u Alr listens to the whole thing
@yungzz--3637
you doin jumpin jacks on the d