War Stories

"I remember when I was much younger than now
I used to sit and listen to the news
I was the only child
Another day and another night
Wishin' daddy would come home
Me and mom couldn't sleep at night"
Uh

It was all good last week (all good)
We linked up and made a movie, and now we don't even speak (we don't)
It was only 'bout a twenty piece, it wasn't even deep (a dub)
It was more about respect, felt like you was comin' at my neck
So I caught it
Like a man said, it ain't really 'bout a check
But when we drop, lose seven grams on every onion comin' back
And I can't fuck with that (I can't)
We gotta swap it out (we gotta swap it out)
He said some fly shit back, I told him watch his mouth (yo, watch your mouth)
He said some shit again, I hung up, now he gotta watch his house
Caught his homie in the mall, that weekend, knocked him out
Think it's sweet, we gettin' money, but now we poppin' out
Ain't throwin' flags, we droppin' tabs, yeah, niggas rockin' out (fuck 'em)
I ain't give a shit back, God come and get that (come get it)
Nigga hung the phone up on me, tell the dawgs, sick that
Bunch of hitters on the corner, they're like, "Where his pic at?" (What's his page?)
Scrollin' up and down his page, they're like, "Where his bitch at?" (Where his bitch?)
Where she live at? They want war we gon' lay (we gon' lay)
Lotta money to go buy, they gon' pay (they gon' pay)
Memorial weekend we gon' drive to MIA
And when we see 'em, homicide, right away (homi-)

"When niggas say certain shit to me
I be like, hmm, oh, yeah, yup" (oh)
"Bet, he say I don't say it to him I say it in my head
Bet, alright that let me know"
"You see that look, yeah, like, it was good" (that's all you had to)
"This is good, you exposed yourself"
"Yeah, hell yeah" (yeah)

It ain't no church in the ghetto, tryna dance with the devil
Uzi on me, nigga, I do the shuffle
Heard they lurkin' at my main bitch crib, it's to a whole 'nother level
They want my soul, they better hope I don't catch 'em
Rockin' Dickies on a whole 'nother schedule (I am)
Glock with fifty, what I'm totin' is special
Might as well tell your niggas, "Go get a shovel"
'Cause you a dead man walkin' from the shit you talkin'
Caught him on a late night, and he panic, he couldn't run he parked it
Funeral, certain niggas cryin' like they was ridin'
My niggas swervin', doin' murders and niggas dyin'
I send my youngin' to do the drill while he was high (brrt)
Made him swerve, hit your whip, DUI
Nigga, I rather see you dead, before I fuckin' see you cry
You put money all on my head, I ain't scared, we ain't hide
Nigga, you know we hit your man, when we seen you, you ain't slide
Yeah, you slid and hit my dawg, but when you hit him, he ain't die
That shit crazy, when you beefin' with your man and them
I used to love you, but now it's crazy
I wanna see you stiff as a mannequin
Hangin' out the van again, we offense over defense
And we playin' to win, we ain't playin' with them
My dawg got killed with his Rollie on
Forty on his hand, tryna blow it off
When I was at the funeral, it really gave me trauma
When I seen his mama goin' off
I said ,"Fuck it, we gon' go to war"
FNs, XDs, AKs, SKs
Shinin' when he hit, look like an Audemar
And I ain't hear when they was talkin', I was on the call
But the moral of the story is
They don't be doin' that shit to us that they be doin' to y'all
Bulletproof on all the cars
Security and Bentley trucks, we movin' like it's auto-war
It's lookin' beautiful, another opp, another funeral
Them hitters get to stainin' all on you, it ain't no viewin' you
Welcome to the dark side, gun powder in your cuticles
Them boys get to grabbin' you, shh, spin 'em like a hula-hoop

"So how y'all whip y'all oodles and noodles up?
This the way I do it, how you make y'all oodles and noodles?
I go butter, salt, pepper, American cheese
A little hot sauce, nah mean, I put that shit together"
"Nah, I'ma, nah, don't get me wrong though
I'm one of the pescatarians that still eat cheese though"
"Fuck you call that?" "You heard me?"
"A, a Uzitarian"