(Hallelu, hallelu) Nigga, we in a war I put a sucker back up on the board, now we up on the score I get that pack and go fuck up the store I drop the quarter on Christian Dior I drop the nickel on Yeeks in a week, when it came to that beef Nigga ain't even speak on it, it's on the flow I count a hundred K out on the flow, nigga, then go to sleep on it I'm in it deep, these niggas sleep on me I put a rapper on Fox late I'm top two and y'all top five Nigga ain't even break a top-eight Big steppers, I can't even walk straight Opp be to spill me a rap, nigga Blow holes all in niggas Load, nigga, I been done kilt me a rap nigga We got them bricks and they stealin' the rap Niggas ain't even touchin' We got them bales, it just came through the mail Niggas ain't even bust 'em How that's your brother? You can't even trust him, you know he a opp How that's your bitch? If she all on my dick and you know she a thot Nigga, we in a war We in a war We in a war We in a war Crazy thing is I ain't even know Smile in my face, but plottin' on the low Ain't too many abiding by the code This fake shit irritate my soul I done seen the toughest niggas freeze Watch your mouth 'cause everybody bleed Watch your house, somebody might be outside And every day you wake up, thank God you alive 'Cause you don't really want war At 17, Pops said you gotta kill 'em, we ain't boxin' no more He know I ain't here for it Niggas change when you winning, they be scheming, they be wanting what's yours But it's cool 'cause I understand They'll rather rob you than to sit down, work hard, and make a plan It ain't new to me, just don't make me draw down on you and blow it Like you do your opportunities (war, war, war, war) I know we grew up pissed Different since you changed, even though we started off the same Outside of our nuances, now you think you want (war, war, war) I don't blame you though, my OGs gave me the manual And I can tell that you ain't get it, won't last long if you don't Nigga, we in a war We in a war We in a war We in a war (Hey) (I ain't trippin', the energy niggas givin' is everything but a war) Against the opposition Races 12 got 'em on your block, bruh (snitchin') Singin' that shit like they do opera Back at the spa, trust still ain't no chopper (kickin') Why they still stuck on my guapa? (hissin') AMG Benz and new Corsa (livin') Think you want war? You do not, so fuck with Mustafa Nigga, you'll be boxed up (missin' job) Quickly misstep, this gon' be his outcome if we sniff beef If we really trippy, spit heat, especially if he out Fifty-Sixth Street Blicky gives grief to the fake and the soft 'Cause they hate when I talk Richie Rich speak Sticky bitch tweaks, hot for now We ain't fuckin' 'round with these pipsqueaks (War) backwards is (Raw) That is your bloody car 'cause after this (brawl) Slave nigga went ill, they master is (caught) Let no one want a nigga kneeling, Kaepernick's (taught) Know that we pack heavy metal for sure Come disrespect and we level your core Break down all evil and devil décor Me and 2Gunn and Suli gonna settle the score Nigga, we in a war (War, war, war, war, war)