dj esco – warzone lyrics
[chorus]
i got the rollie from outta the shoebox, i brought ’em back out
i just got through from smashin’ on two em, i blew they back out
i’m on a pill, ridin’ my top off, i got that mac out
i got a four and half of white, i’m in a crack house
you ain’t never had to on no caper, you don’t know them licks ’bout
finesse the same n-gg- three times, then had to take the plug out
i took the same pill three times, i feel like i took off
this my young n-gg- that grew up in the warzone
[verse 1]
he tryna take care his own family, they puttin’ a lot on ’em
i’m in fendi, but my b-tch, she from the island
it’s extended because these n-gg-s they been eyein’, yeah, yeah
before we admit it, we will get acquitted, yeah, yeah
they gonna pull up on my best days, got a pocket full of racks
i got mariam, i got kida, that’s my fourth and fifth b-tch
they been ridin’ with me from the beginnin’ when i started this sh-t
i been lyin’ to ’em from the beginnin’, and it’s hard for me to quit
[chorus]
i got the rollie from outta the shoebox, i brought ’em back out
i just got through from smashin’ on two em, i blew they back out
i’m on a pill, ridin’ my top off, i got that mac out
i got a four and half of white, i’m in a crack house
you ain’t never had to on no caper, you don’t know them licks ’bout
finesse the same n-gg- three times, then had to take the plug out
i took the same pill three times, i feel like i took off
this my young n-gg- that grew up in the warzone
[verse 2]
my young n-gg- don’t smoke on swishers, but he got a swiss acount
they tried to sue the kid on battery, had to switch accounts
we gon’ turn this sh-t to a murder scene, f-ck what they think about it
i clean my jewelry off with the listerine, i done made it up
i put my fat sacks [?] in some 1010s at my granny house
we go and start a fire up anywhere like boyscouts
sonny told me go hard so went i caught the lamborghini truck
that was after , i copped the maybach
that was after, i copped the rolls royce
got a 458 spider, matte black, shouts out to the red one
we had to black migo run and then the feds come
went threw the black migo money when platinum was 21
we turn a money fight in the club, n-gg-, to a thunderstorm
i done got tired throwin in the air now, throwin’ under arm
i should just bust out and, started cryin’ from all this jewlery on
i still can’t believe that’s me when i turn the tv on
how i’m gon’ give up on me, i came out the murder zone, yeah
[chorus]
i got the rollie from outta the shoebox, i brought ’em back out
i just got through from smashin’ on two em, i blew they back out
i’m on a pill, ridin’ my top off, i got that mac out
i got a four and half of white, i’m in a crack house
you ain’t never had to on no caper, you don’t know them licks ’bout
finesse the same n-gg- three times, then had to take the plug out
i took the same pill three times, i feel like i took off
this my young n-gg- that grew up in the warzone
[outro]
we had to black migo run and then the feds come
we threw the black migo money when platinum was 21
we turn a money fight in the club n-gg- to a thunderstorm
i done got tired throwin it in the air, now im throwin’ under arm
i should just bust out, started cryin’ from all this jewlery on
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