War ft. Stanleerex Lyrics

Yeah, Yeah

Connected

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Yeah I got my city on my back

You want war I got the upper hand

Haters talk i barely understand

Do they want war or want to be a fan

I'm a war baby like spartan with the park

Too much talks has never been the plan

Stacking racks taking notes of rats

Never chose the easy route

Blessed but you know I chose my path

Who let connect in the booth

Spitting flows like a dragon got loose

Balling without seizing cus I paid my dues

I put my blood sweat tears pain like an army

Niggas preach love

But they turn out clueless

Now I'm proud of myself

Cause I can be ruthless

I never fell off I just don't fit In your lines

Who is going to stay with me

Inside of this big city

I thought you're a fan of my art

Getting premonitions when I think of you

You shouldn't be hunting my past

I left to make it right for the future times

But you couldn't run from your past

Sad I couldn't be what you want from me

You got me changing my style

You had me losing touch with all of the guys

I swear that you thought you could Walk that aile

We talk about you and I'm mesmerized

That look in your eyes got me mesmerized

Two thousand and eighteen take you back to the block

When we was Thugs

The that love you give you get in return

Deep in the bandoe

Then it was hot

But now we cooler

It is food for the thought

My belly is full but I want your pot

Might give a fuck

If the blue come

If the hate up

I don't give a fuck

Yeah

Yeah I'm flux with my style

Dem Bitches be tripping

I know what they like

I come with the light

I turn on the vision

For haters to sight