Raw to War

We living in hell
Can you stand the flames and wait for the rain nigga
We all hoping that it change quicker
Its our lives on the line behind the triggas
It's kinda crazy when you think abt it
They use to hang us now we shootings targets
No ducking put some tape around me
They here me talking they gone Crucify me
I had some friends turn to fucking foes
Cut them bitches off they gotta go
They change up daily and you gotta know
Stand alone and you never fold

Get ya money and stay true to it
It's like a pot and you gotta stue it
Get a plan then go presure it
Anything in your way you better move it

I had a lot of people show fake love
Whole time they were shooting real slugs
Took a couple hits but still I stand untouched
Type of shit make em know quick that they fucked up
I'm built for the war nigga
Ready storm
Lived through death literally
So What you on
It's gone one or two ways left or right
Booted in some Nike's so I'm chin checking tonight
Got bars like Angola
Hard time when I'm spitting and these niggas don't know it
But I'm here like Jane Pitmen
I ain't never going no where
Make em grow gray hair
Apply pressure and stay there
Raw with the shit
Attitude backwards
So you know it's causing warfare



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Writer(s): Brittany Ferguson
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