WAR

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Came off the bench playing better than starters

The pain made me better Its making me stronger

We in the field bearing fruit like a a farmer, yeah

Ready for war had to put on the armor

Commas wont help with my trauma, yeah

Know what I mean I'm not focused on dollars

Dropped out of college but I'm still a scholar, yeah

Thank God for my woes grateful in advance

Jesus saved my soul

I don't need your bands

I can't comprehend everything is a mess

I'ma make amends shooter shooters shooters shoot

I can't lie I been fighting some demons

It's a war and you can't even see it

We can prove it if you don't believe it

Back to back and we still undefeated

Cause the gang yeah we lead it

And we minding our business

If we start it we finish, yeah

We done broke through the back door threw the blessings off the backboard

Now we out here making anthems

It was never handed I was stuck in traffic

Gotta put in the work it ain't automatic

I desire for peace like i never had it

When the spirit kicks in its like acrobatics

Writing my story just pass me the pencil

Back of the class I was loosing my mental

Giving him glory on all instrumentals

Hands in the air like they asking a question, excuse me

Gotta pray for the nation combination is work then is patience

If you pray then you don't gotta chase it

 

Came off the bench playing better than starters

The pain made me better Its making me stronger

We in the field bearing fruit like a a farmer, yeah

Ready for war had to put on the armor

Commas wont help with my trauma, yeah

Know what I mean I'm not focused on dollars

Dropped out of college but I'm still a scholar, yeah

Thank God for my woes grateful in advance

Jesus saved my soul

I don't need your bands

I can't comprehend everything is a mess

I'ma make amends shooter shooters shooters

Glrr

Got the Bible on me let it glrr

I just pulled up and hop out

It’s vert

I just pulled up with Faith and some work

Man that grace it just healed up the curse

All that smoke had my head hurt

When the homie had died it got worse

All the sinning I had to reverse

Why the devil keep working my nerves

All that talk I leave it to the birds

Give him praise every song every verse

Bout that action we talking in verbs

Left the old me in back of the hearse

I went back I went back had to purge

Used to mix the water with detergent

That word cut like a surgeon

I dove in now we bubbling

We back to back on it

We back to back on the track with my brudda nem

I won’t go tit for tat with my cuzzin nem

I talk to God like Jireh

What it is?

I know you been round for the kid

Imma stay down what it is

They could play round they could play round till the trumpet hit.

We ready for war just tell them to shoot

If they want the smoke if they want the smoke

Just tell them to shoot

You see the army behind me I know the devil can't harm me

Just tell em to shoot just tell em to fa fa fa

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