WAR CRY

Aight boy, ayy, Lynda had two sons (who, what, huh?)
And you fuckin' with the wrong one (wrong one, what that pose to me?)
That mean my mama gave birth to two boys (what that pose to me?)
My mama gave birth to two boys

So she ain't raised no pussy, no bitch, and she fasho ain't raise no ho
Yeah (Sabo cooked this beat like a meth lab)
Yeah, ha, ha (mama had two boys so you know she ain't raise no ho)
Yeah, whoa, uh, mhm, uh-huh, yeah

Mama had two boys so that mean she ain't raise no ho
Some things I seen in life, I'll never be the same no more
I let go of the past, I promise I'm not angry though (I swear)
I don't respond to slick shots, goals I'm just gon' aim for those (that's it)

Niggas havin' problems, but they act passive-aggressive (why?)
I tell 'em, "Go 'head crash nigga, you gon' need progressive"
'Cause if you reach, I teach, come on nigga get a lecture
These nigga want attention, typin' statuses, scream extra

I tried to be 'bout peace but that make people play with me (why?)
I call it for what it is, what you gotta say to me? (Huh?)
Steppin' in my truth, what else am I 'posed to do? (Huh?)
Damn near lost a toenail steppin' so hard in my boots (move)

Get out the way, 'cause I'm comin' through (comin' through)
You ain't gotta like me, chances are I don't fuck with you
Got fam and fans, but with friends, I don't need none
That backdoor closed, so your revenge, it won't be none

Hol' up, mama had two boys so that mean she ain't raise no ho
Some things I seen in life, I'll never be the same no more
I let go of the past, I promise I'm not angry though (I swear)
I don't respond to slick shots, goals I'm just gon' aim for those (that's it)

Niggas havin' problems, but they act passive-aggressive (why?)
I tell 'em, "Go 'head crash nigga, you gon' need progressive"
'Cause if you reach, I teach, come on nigga get a lecture
These nigga want attention, typin' statuses, scream extra

Call the phone, just to try check the temperature (brrt)
A-auto cut the AC on, I guess my temper up (I'm high)
Big thermostat, controllin' what the world feel in the space (fidded)
Confused 'em when I'm humble, now I throw it in they face (bitch)

My phone ringin' off the hook, it's bangin' like these keys (brrt, whatchu want?)
Old bitches callin' from blocked numbers, guess they missin' me
Hah, if you wanna come back baby, bow down on yo' knees (bow down)
And once you kiss my feet, maybe then I'll be appeased

Mama had two boys so that mean she ain't raise no ho (no ho)
Some things I seen in life, I'll never be the same no more (uh-uh)
I let go of the past, I promise I'm not angry though (I swear)
I don't respond to slick shots, goals I'm just gon' aim for those (that's it)

Niggas havin' problems, but they act passive-aggressive (why?)
I tell 'em, "Go 'head crash nigga, you gon' need progressive" (huh)
'Cause if you reach, I teach, come on nigga get a lecture (I'll teach ya)
These nigga want attention, typin' statuses, scream extra