War Ready

Last time that I felt like this
I ain't make it home
Why you worried bout my bread baby go make your own
Yea this girl all in my head yeah
I want her gone
Why you all in my head
You gotta go

I want her gone she all in my head she holdin' me back (yeah)
Tryna hit the road with all my team and she know that
I was making bread for us both
And you coulda been the one to hold me down
Now I'm all alone in the room with money I gotta count
And you coulda had it yeah
But I ain't een mad at ya
The money keep piling up
Now look at you mad as fuck

Last time that I felt like this
I ain't make it home
Why you worried bout my bread baby go make your own
Yea this girl all in my head yeah
I want her gone
Why you all in my head
You gotta go

Yeah its been a long time coming
Lotta lonely nights
Dogs right beside me
She wanna get in the dog fight
I said wooaahhh
Wait
She only talk to me when she want something, something
And I give her nothing, no money
Baby girl I'm broke right now
You holdin' me down
Oh matter fact no you weren't
You said you was
You flipped you turned
But I'm still sittin' at the the tables
Even though they turned
Even though I'm done
Ima stand right here, Ima hold my gun
Baby I'm WAR READY
WAR READY (huh)
Yeah baby I'm WAR READY
WAR READY
AY
Haha

Last time that I felt like this
I ain't make it home
Why you worried bout my bread baby go make your own
Yea this girl all in my head yeah
I want her gone
Why you all in my head
You gotta go

Even though I'm done
Ima stand right here ima hold my gun
Baby I'm WAR READY
WAR READY (huh)
Yeah baby I'm WAR READY
WAR READY
AY



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Writer(s): Noah Wilson
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