Ready for War
My mind right
I'm ready for war, yeah
Ready for war, yeah
I got my mind right, money right
I got my mind right, money right
Yeah
Yeah
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
And she gotta match my fly so she in Christian Dior
We gon' slide a hundred times, and ain't no settling no scores
You might think I lost my mind, the way I'm aiming for yours
You might think I lost my mind, the way I'm flaming my torch
And ain't no stoppin' me
I can't let them get the drop on me
And these niggas out here snitchin', man, the feds ain't watchin' me
We had no patience
Now them Glizzys come with lasers
Plus them red tips in the clizzy, think they call them tracers
And my nigga on the run and he ain't have no pot to piss in
He been holding on his gun, 'cause that's all we got from Wickson
Remember we ain't have no funds, we would pitch in on the Smithen
I been stackin' up my funds, and I bet you know the difference
And he better be your dawg when you sliding in them Challengers
Niggas switch up quick when the feds say 20 calendars
Should've seen his face when we hopped out with them calibers
Blue flag on my face, I was duckin' from the cameras
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before (uh)
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I'm money makin' 'til the victory
CLE, 3M, and ask about us, know your history (ask around)
Before we slide, cold case, it's a mystery
You took my nigga but I got your block in misery (R.I.P)
Free my nigga number 3, he's such a bully
Bitches going crazy 'cause I linked my nigga Bvlly
I can't leave my house without my Glizzy loaded fully
Bitch, I'm always ready, heard them niggas lookin' for me
I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
Niggas ratting on the set, tryna win some rewards
We gon' shine right (shine right), promise when I win awards
We gon' slide right (slide right), like we did before
Posted on the north (northside), up them on the score
Niggas falling for the pussy, we gon' get him through a whore
Name brand, like that shit you can't afford
Game plan, we gon' bully through the war
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I'm ready for war, yeah
Ready for war, yeah
I got my mind right, money right
I got my mind right, money right
Yeah
Yeah
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
And she gotta match my fly so she in Christian Dior
We gon' slide a hundred times, and ain't no settling no scores
You might think I lost my mind, the way I'm aiming for yours
You might think I lost my mind, the way I'm flaming my torch
And ain't no stoppin' me
I can't let them get the drop on me
And these niggas out here snitchin', man, the feds ain't watchin' me
We had no patience
Now them Glizzys come with lasers
Plus them red tips in the clizzy, think they call them tracers
And my nigga on the run and he ain't have no pot to piss in
He been holding on his gun, 'cause that's all we got from Wickson
Remember we ain't have no funds, we would pitch in on the Smithen
I been stackin' up my funds, and I bet you know the difference
And he better be your dawg when you sliding in them Challengers
Niggas switch up quick when the feds say 20 calendars
Should've seen his face when we hopped out with them calibers
Blue flag on my face, I was duckin' from the cameras
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before (uh)
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I'm money makin' 'til the victory
CLE, 3M, and ask about us, know your history (ask around)
Before we slide, cold case, it's a mystery
You took my nigga but I got your block in misery (R.I.P)
Free my nigga number 3, he's such a bully
Bitches going crazy 'cause I linked my nigga Bvlly
I can't leave my house without my Glizzy loaded fully
Bitch, I'm always ready, heard them niggas lookin' for me
I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
Niggas ratting on the set, tryna win some rewards
We gon' shine right (shine right), promise when I win awards
We gon' slide right (slide right), like we did before
Posted on the north (northside), up them on the score
Niggas falling for the pussy, we gon' get him through a whore
Name brand, like that shit you can't afford
Game plan, we gon' bully through the war
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war
Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor
And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before
And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
Credits
Writer(s): Emma White, James Harrison, Palmer Lee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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