Still Want War

I'm still selling dope in the spot that's right, I'm hustling a lot

You know that I be pumping a lot I'm towing Glocks up in the spot

Pussy, you better watch how you talk It's 4-5 sidekick up in your spot

If you still want war with us, you get shot and this drink will leave you running a lot

I'm still that nigga that gon' slide on the opps If you disrespect yourself, you gon' die on your block

AR-15, that gon' make your heart stop and your brain gon' drop while you playing hopscotch

These little fools, they be talking bout my block sliding through with the Glock and he'll be dead with his pops

Where I'm from is fuck the world, living like I'm Tupac riding around with his Tech-9, smoking on their opps

Whoever he is, that nigga need to stop I swear to God, if I catch him lacking, then he getting dropped

I don't care about no opps and I don't care about no cops I don't aim for they body, I be shooting that they shot