rarri true - war time lyrics
[intro]
what?
what?
wartime (wartime)
huh?
what’s up, n+gga? (wartime)
it’s wartime, for real
(wartime)
i got motherf+ckin’ dracos and sh+t
i got motherf+ckin’ nines and k’s, sh+t, sh+t for real
ayy, look, man, i don’t do all that poppin’ sh+t, you know how we do this sh+t, come on
uh
[chorus]
we come up blocks, we totin’ glocks, we got them rocks in our socks
bet he hot ’cause mama cookin’, he gotta use up that pot
my brother got shot because his temper had influence on his pockets
my b+tch on lock because i d+ck her down right on the spot (uh)
i got some dreadhead shooters and they totin’ them mops (bah)
you better not rеach for that lil’ gun (gun) or this draco gon’ c+ck (bah, bah, bah, bah)
and b+tch, i’m never wastin’ time (timе), so i flood out my watch (bling)
and you better not start chasin’ time, ’cause that money don’t stop
[verse]
i swear it’s wartime (wartime)
pull up on your block, it’s hot, it’s ball time (hot)
b+tch, i’m on some sparta sh+t, it’s sword time
get rich or die trying, i need some more time (some more time)
yeah, check too godd+mn big, you can’t endorse mine (uh)
finesse, finesse, we was cashin’ checks (uh)
taught my brother how to print up, he was like, “how you make a check?”
did some pros like nba, b+tch, we ball, no nba (no nba)
swear i had to block tryna curb cars like this was ’88
heroin, tried a sip of lean, it had my legs numb (uh)
med time, tried a percocet, itchin’ like bed bugs (uh)
b+tch, you craig’s son, grew up watching friday with no deebo
i know shooters that got life, this sh+t ain’t right, they the hood hero
i know n+ggas that come outside to play they role, act like de niro
b+tch, you better keep on movin’ ‘fore we bop on you like dlow (dlow)
when these bullets get to raining, you’ll start movin’ faster than chemo
and i swear the hood gets stressful, you’ll lose your hair like you got chemo (cancer)
[chorus]
we come up blocks, we totin’ glocks, we got them rocks in our socks (uh)
bet he hot ’cause mama cookin’, he gotta use up that pot
my brother got shot because his temper had influence on his pockets
my b+tch on lock because i d+ck her down right on the spot (uh)
i got some dreadhead shooters and they totin’ them mops
you better not reach for that lil’ gun or this draco gon’ c+ck (bah, bah, bah, bah)
and b+tch, i’m never wastin’ time (time), so i flood out my watch (bling)
and you better not start chasin’ time, ’cause that money don’t stop (money don’t stop)
[outro]
uh, b+tch, that money don’t stop
b+tch, it’s wartime, i swear that money don’t stop
b+tch, it’s go time, i’m on go
we on go, whole gang, i swear we on go
uh, uh
wartime
you gon’ f+ck around and get more time
pull up on your block, you know it’s ball time
like boiled eggs, i swear you know we crackin’ sh+t
gang
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