Want War?

Real Runna

Xhulooo you ready? Come on!

Yea
They wanna call me a f*g
Because I left they team
But if you talk down again
I swear I'm uppin' the beam
They thought I wasn't with it
But I swear they don't know where I be
And, yes I was false
Boy, them 4 numbers ain't me

And I want you gone now
My brothers comin' for your neck, bro
Leave leftovers on the floor
Now you cold like my Patek, bro
I trusted you hard, and my trust is real
So, do you wanna mess with that, bro?
And when I see you in the streets
Please, do not try to give me daps, bro

Yeah, they be hatin', but you know, I gotta come back from that, bruh
I don't rep those 4 digits no more, you feel me?

R-U-double N-A, that's what I rep

We was posed to glo-up together
Now we gotta glo-up separate
But that's your fault, but I don't care
I ain't even that desperate
If I'm a Runna, you a walker
You my lil' degenerate
And I ain't even finna go Ellen on you
'Cause I ain't even that Generous

If I'm gon' be a opp now
I better be an opp later
At the end of the day
We both know I'ma be better and greater
Don't call me the one that switched up
'Cause we both know you the traitor
And I'm in my grind everyday
You could call me a skater

I keep, the Kamikaze in the back
No, you don't want war
And I remember you said, when we get up
We supposed to go on tour
But now that's a dub
You is a scrub
And you ain't my brotherno no more

And you ain't my brother no more