War

It wasn't even like let's go be bad or nothing It's like
Ayo, Viz you fucking crazy
I'm like, nah, nah
Man, what the, I don't know

It's like, ain't nothing, what the fuck
I'm fucking with that shit
Streets, it's, you know
You can figure it out
Some niggas get lucky
But most niggas, at the end of the day
I got to ten years, you know, so ma
Yeah, a lot of niggas that ain't alive

You say it's war! (what?)
When you ain't trying to shoot no gun
Diss the opps you think is fun
Until they really make you run (boom, boom)

Now you dead to me
You was my friend, but then you switched up on me
How you say you bro
Then you leave me
On my fucking lonely (nah, nah, nah)

Mind of a menace, you know I'm a go
Pass me a blick, you know I'm a blow (graah)
Hop out the car, shoot at his soul

Chase his ass, trip through the snow
Kreepin, on him know how to get low
Seen that nigga without his pole (pole)
Now that bitch ass nigga froze (froze)

Talking shit, but you don't know (huh)
In the bathroom, making songs (yea, yeah)
What I do, not right or wrong (nah, nah)
Skipping school, might hit a bong

Me and school don't get along
One o'clock, we in the bathroom chilling
Chilling with all the villains
Smoke a blunt right to the face

Bitch, you know that I don't feel it
I don't feel no shit I do
Fuck your bitch, I make her loose
In the car, skipping school

Bitch, I'm doing what I do
My lil' bitch, she call me crazy
Bend over, might have a baby
My bitch on my dick, and she love me

Man, I think she crazy
I be chilling all along
Going off the fucking dome
All this pain inside

Can't control it
Bitch, I feel alone
Smoke a blunt, it made me good
Pop a perc, it made me good

Drink the liq, it made me good
When I'm chilling in the hood
You say it's war! (boom, boom)
When you ain't trying to shoot no gun

Diss the opps you think is fun until they really make you run
Now you dead to me
You was my friend, but then you switched up on me
How you say you bro, then you leave me

On my fucking lonely
Mind of a menace, you know I'm on go
Pass me the blick, you know ima blow
Hop out the car, shoot at his soul

Chase his ass, tripped over the snow
Kreeping on, know I had to get low
See that nigga, and I up the score
Now you's a bitch, now you's a hoe

I seen that nigga, I tagged his toe
I'm a be on shit, you know I'm vicious
Niggas hoes, these niggas bitch
I can't be round these niggas

Niggas hoes, yeah, these niggas snitch
In the school with the weed on me
In the school with the lean on me
If a nigga play, you better bet I got that beam on me

You can't stop this shit for real
I want you dead, I'm gonna kill
Hop out the car, shoot out your rib
Your mama hate how this shit feel

Don't need a perc, don't need a pill
Hop in the car, just do the drill
Put a ski on, no face, no case
You know this shit get real

Get some gloves, you can't be lacking
Make sure your niggas don't be capping
Make a wrong move, you'll be dead
Anything can happen, giving lessons fuck this rapping

Most these niggas really capping
Going off the dome, cause I do it
I don't need to attention

You say it's war!
When you ain't trying to shoot no gun
Diss the opps you think is fun
Until they really make you run

Now you dead to me
You was my friend, but then you switched up on me
How you say you bro
Then you leave me

On my fucking lonely
Mind of a menace, you know I'm a go
Pass me a blick, you know I'm a blow
Hop out the car, shoot at his soul

Chase his ass, trip through the snow
Kreepin', on him know how to get low
Seen that nigga and I up the score
Now that bitch ass nigga froze

Talking shit, but you don't know