War (Official Audio)
I'm alone I've been tripping for a while
I fear myself I'm just scared to come around to come around
Sip that drank till I'm dead and gone
Heard they want a nigga dead not coming home
I feel safer when I'm all alone, know them boys still want me gone
Fuck that spin they block all night, wockhardt just might take my life
Don't give no fuck I know that I'm alright Roxy just gone heal me nice
I hope the codeine heal the pain inside me
Like fuck that picture of lil bam I want my dawg on side on me
No I don't like when niggas sizing me
Don't make a threat
See all I know is slang that iron you swing at me and me
And you'll get wet and that's a bet
Ohhh, lord I hope my dawgs don't murder again
Take one of mines I take like 10
I can't even the score I wanna win
I'm alone I've been tripping for a while
I fear myself I'm just scared to come around to come around
Fixing shit with jazz I still need a hoe
You can pack your bags and hit the road I'm still gone need you though
Fill my cup up with that easter pink I spilled my drink I need some more
She don't like when I take drugs to thank I'm loaded bae just leave me lone
I'm coming right back to that zone, before they kill me
Gone slide with chops I'm tryna buss his dome before I leave the city
I fear myself I'm just scared to come around to come around
Sip that drank till I'm dead and gone
Heard they want a nigga dead not coming home
I feel safer when I'm all alone, know them boys still want me gone
Fuck that spin they block all night, wockhardt just might take my life
Don't give no fuck I know that I'm alright Roxy just gone heal me nice
I hope the codeine heal the pain inside me
Like fuck that picture of lil bam I want my dawg on side on me
No I don't like when niggas sizing me
Don't make a threat
See all I know is slang that iron you swing at me and me
And you'll get wet and that's a bet
Ohhh, lord I hope my dawgs don't murder again
Take one of mines I take like 10
I can't even the score I wanna win
I'm alone I've been tripping for a while
I fear myself I'm just scared to come around to come around
Fixing shit with jazz I still need a hoe
You can pack your bags and hit the road I'm still gone need you though
Fill my cup up with that easter pink I spilled my drink I need some more
She don't like when I take drugs to thank I'm loaded bae just leave me lone
I'm coming right back to that zone, before they kill me
Gone slide with chops I'm tryna buss his dome before I leave the city
Credits
Writer(s): Tyreque Ford
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