Battlefield

This how it is in the battlefield
Stop selling drugs some people disappear
It ain't no love when you in the streets
That pistol cold but it bring the heat

I started as a young, buck
Skipping class and ducking, school
Screaming I don't give, a fuck
Living fast and breaking, rules
You know the feeling
Being broke got a nigga stealing
Drug dealing, gave me hope
Trying to make a million
Nickel and dimming
That little money
Got a nigga grinding
Now if you find me
That little money
Got a nigga shining
Perfect timing
Smoking weed
Wit the cops behind me
Windows tented
I'm not speeding
So I keep on riding

This how it is in the battlefield
Stop selling drugs some people disappear
It ain't no love when you in the streets
That pistol cold but it bring the heat
This how it is in the battlefield
Stop selling drugs some people disappear
It ain't no love when you in the streets
That pistol cold but it bring the heat

Just the other day
Another murder
From around the way
Nigga got smoked
Took his dope and laid him down to stay
No time to joke and play
What can a nigga say
He had three kids
Two at the crib and one was on the way
Look what he did
Don't burn your bridge
They found the suspect
Now he doing a bid
Two birds with one stone
This is what it is
Black on black crime
Can a nigga live

This how it is in the battlefield
Stop selling drugs some people disappear
It ain't no love when you in the streets
That pistol cold but it bring the heat



Credits
Writer(s): Thomason Butts
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