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foreverdaix - war lyrics

(intro:)
run up them digits i gotta go get it
momma need rent and my pockets got limits
i seen my daddy go broke by the minute so f+ck all the handouts i’m really committed
i can’t forget all the nights we done cried
i still remember when grandmama died
you n+ggas played and y’all kept switching sides so it’s f+ck all the talking when i wanna slide

(chorus:)
and it’s war, every time that i step out the doors
i need 10 on the sheets, and the floors
send some steppas don’t show no remorse
i got rich ion need no awards
always told me f+ck the world when it’s yours
i was stuffing pints of lean in my drawеrs
i was flying b+tches out on the tour
i could show you evеrything is galore
(verse:)
brought my b+tch straight from the trap to the penthouse
saint laurent sheets when she sleep check the thread out
i ain’t gone speak on no beef till we stakeout
i got some n+ggas locked up plan the break out
i got some n+ggas back home need a way out
time to get rich, flip the switch, here’s the lay out
i got a itch to get rich, check the play out

abandoned by family
and my girl try her best just to handle me
surrounded by agony
but i’m still stepping hard for my n+ggas that been through the tragedies
i got that blam on me
and i won’t let it go cause my glock never jam on me
i keep shooting so rapidly
blow a f+ck n+gga down if he try to run down on me
ima slide wit the crew that’s the cavalry
we ain’t letting sh+t go you a casualty
blow that f+ck n+gga brains off the balcony
i got k!llers intent with a demon mentality
i like to drill wit a strategy
i like to k!ll for apologies
i like to be the anomaly
you counted when everybody doubted me
i came from parts of the city where n+ggas like me never make it out
i came from section eight houses and sleeping with mouses to trapping out
i came from no second chances, them tough circumstances, just make it count
i came from poverty, n0body stopping me, flip a brick then go sell a ounce

i got racks in my safe and my bank account
i got b+tches who f+ck cause i’m famous now
i’m like momma i’m lit could you love me now?
opened doors for my n+ggas who hold it down
all my haters be fans when i come around
talk yo sh+t cause i put b+tches in the ground
i be kicking down doors don’t you make a sound
make this drake eat yo face wit a hunnid rounds

- foreverdaix lyrics

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