Bar Wars (feat. Genisis, Dinero & 5ive)

Uh
Uh
Uh
Check it
Uh uh
Yo
Lames are ice grillin' me
Rappers wanna get rid of me
But aint no kid in me
You kidding me
OG'z is feelin' me
Considerably
This ghetto sympathy I spit so vividly
Typically you can find me with crush grapes from Italy
I'm sippin and black fistin for my dogs in prison
Got too many victims
New slaves up in the system
2020 vision
The kingpin of ambition
I dare these devils to step foot into hell's kitchen
I'm on God's mission
Rappers I'm done with them
We the best
Disagree
Mak will put a gun to em
Usain I'm runnin' em
Nick Cannon I'm sonnin' em
They claim to be DMC but ain't no RUN in em'
Now run it back
Just like a running back
Me
I got a hundred raps
Beef you don't want none of that
I gave yall the game now it's time to run it back
Cuz all of that shit in your raps you don't do none of that
Ain't no fun in that
This is scary hours
This is real nigga shit
Give my man his flowers
With no hesitation this is a celebration
I'm dressed in all black rightfully for the occasion
We killin' everybody call it a multi-hearse
It's getting darker the Peter Parker of the multiverse
But you know what's crazy
Whenever me and Mak get on a track we snap like Gwen Stacy

Money keep coming money keep going
This Shits a revolving door and these Bitches gone do the same guess if you know then you know
We ain't out here playing no games
We really get it and go
A Go getter I gotta get it you oughta get you some more
Money keep coming money keep going
This Shits a revolving door and these Bitches gone do the same guess if you know then you know
We ain't out here playing no games
We really get it and go
A Go getter I gotta get it you oughta get you some more

The maturation of the Mak bitch
Sacramento's finest
Fluorescent gems cause
Accidental blindness
An advocate for the opposite of kindness
Evolve or die them stagnant bars behind us
Eleven shots
Inaccurate assignments
I'm sleeping good on comfy sheets like Linus
Cassettes and tapes
I carved my space in Highlands
Open mics and shows plus consignments
Deeply rooted since the days of Sky High Vince
Got all the gangstas in the hood at all of my events
Real recognize real Spiderman meme
What a tangled web you weave when you cry Teen
Wolf In sheep's clothing
The best I'm not gloating
Arrested filed motions
On tour with cases open
Practice makes perfect
I am not hoping
Home of the Kings
This is not Oakland
I was a broke nigga
But I was not broken
Now I'm Austria
I'm in the tub soaking
Invited out for ribbon cuttings when the club opens
Last album shit
Put the plan in motion
Fair well Ce la vi
Beach sand and oceans
One of the best to ever do it
Quiet all commotions
Facts over feelings
Remove all emotion
Money flowin
Still blow em out without yo promotions

This is War nigga
Betta keep that thing steady
Go head N get ya crew up
Is you ready Is you ready
This is War nigga
(War nigga)
It's war nigga
This is war nigga
(War nigga)
It's war nigga
This is war nigga
Gonna give you these bars
You can tell that I'm a vet
You can tell by my scars
This is war nigga
(War nigga)
It's war nigga
This is war nigga
(War nigga)

If I'm gettin money WE gettin money
These niggas be movin funny
That's clown shit
My homies won't ever need nothin from me
I'm Clyde
My bitch is Bonnie
We ride if shit get ugly
She pull it off to the side then back it up and start dumpin
I run this shit like a track meet nigga
Ask about me
No athlete but I'm actually ballin might need a pair of cleats
These bird niggas parakeets (why)
Just hear and repeat
When really they ain't fly as me
In real life I don't gotta tweet
Fuck IG
I be in these streets
Posted while y'all posting memes
Tip'n while I'm smokin dro
Ridin with my shoulder leaned
Always been a paper chaser
Oragami foldin green
Dead Presidents got me living out my wildest dreams
If Cash Rules Everything Around Me
Guess I'm the cream
Dinero
Money making Mitch in this hustlers regime
A Go getter gotta get it that's by any means
I go and get it then get mo that's my daily routine

Oou
Whatcha gone do when the Blank come for you
With these Bars niggas have no clue
No you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Ooou
Ooou
No white flaggin No truce
Game over for y'all lames y'all through
Girl for the streets but you call her boo
Ooou