War Scars
Fucked up I been sticking to myself lately
Wanted presidential but now I want AP
Man it's kind of fucked up how this life shìt be
And I been trying to put the pass behind me
Tell them niggas come try me cus baby I got war scars
And I still jump out wit this bitch shoot a million times, baby I got a war heart
Uh, time and time again I ask myself if I deserve to live
Thinking to myself like damn why Shaq can't be here
Uh, death before dishonor I can't go out having fear
I'ma shoot this bitch til it's empty and tell them fuck niggas I'm still here
That's why I'm, riding by myself now, Ion want no help now
These niggas out here back dooring ain't no telling who really got my back now
Fell in love with spreading hunnits ain't no telling who watching my sak now
And times changed yo homie a do you dirty if he feel left out
Cus I got war scars
And I ain scared
Tell me what time that war start
Yeah, cus baby I got, war scars
And I ain scared
Tell what time that war start
And I still jump out shoot this bitch a million times cus I got a war heart
Uh, Fucked up I been sticking to myself lately
Wanted presidential but now I want AP
Man it's kind of fucked up how this life shìt be
And I been trying to put the pass behind me
Tell them niggas come try me cus baby I got war scars
And I still jump out shoot this bitch a million times, cus baby I got a war heart
And I can't even share no tears no more
They gone fake cry up at my funeral
Know that love ain't real they wouldn't even share my songs
See me in person and act like they was wit me all alone
Could've been pressed buttons on niggas but too many stories wrong
And when it all make sense we gone press hit niggas dome
F&N we shoot too long, 223 we break his bone
And I be in my head too much
Gang tell me that I clutch too much
Them pass wars got me all fucked up
A nigga move wrong I might just buss
War Scars,
Mmm mmm,
What time that war start,
Mmm mmm,
Cus I got war scars,
Mmm mmm yeah,
What time that war start,
And I'll spin this bitch again yeah,
I got a war heart
Uh, Fucked up I been sticking to myself lately
Wanted presidential but now I want AP
Man it's kind of fucked up how this life shìt be
And I been trying to put the pass behind me
Tell them niggas come try me cus baby I got war scars
And I still jump out shoot this bitch a million times, cus baby I got a war heart
Wanted presidential but now I want AP
Man it's kind of fucked up how this life shìt be
And I been trying to put the pass behind me
Tell them niggas come try me cus baby I got war scars
And I still jump out wit this bitch shoot a million times, baby I got a war heart
Uh, time and time again I ask myself if I deserve to live
Thinking to myself like damn why Shaq can't be here
Uh, death before dishonor I can't go out having fear
I'ma shoot this bitch til it's empty and tell them fuck niggas I'm still here
That's why I'm, riding by myself now, Ion want no help now
These niggas out here back dooring ain't no telling who really got my back now
Fell in love with spreading hunnits ain't no telling who watching my sak now
And times changed yo homie a do you dirty if he feel left out
Cus I got war scars
And I ain scared
Tell me what time that war start
Yeah, cus baby I got, war scars
And I ain scared
Tell what time that war start
And I still jump out shoot this bitch a million times cus I got a war heart
Uh, Fucked up I been sticking to myself lately
Wanted presidential but now I want AP
Man it's kind of fucked up how this life shìt be
And I been trying to put the pass behind me
Tell them niggas come try me cus baby I got war scars
And I still jump out shoot this bitch a million times, cus baby I got a war heart
And I can't even share no tears no more
They gone fake cry up at my funeral
Know that love ain't real they wouldn't even share my songs
See me in person and act like they was wit me all alone
Could've been pressed buttons on niggas but too many stories wrong
And when it all make sense we gone press hit niggas dome
F&N we shoot too long, 223 we break his bone
And I be in my head too much
Gang tell me that I clutch too much
Them pass wars got me all fucked up
A nigga move wrong I might just buss
War Scars,
Mmm mmm,
What time that war start,
Mmm mmm,
Cus I got war scars,
Mmm mmm yeah,
What time that war start,
And I'll spin this bitch again yeah,
I got a war heart
Uh, Fucked up I been sticking to myself lately
Wanted presidential but now I want AP
Man it's kind of fucked up how this life shìt be
And I been trying to put the pass behind me
Tell them niggas come try me cus baby I got war scars
And I still jump out shoot this bitch a million times, cus baby I got a war heart
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