Meek Mill - War Stories lyrics

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Meek Mill - War Stories lyrics

[Intro] I remember when I was much younger than now I used to sit and listen to the news I was the only child Another day and another man Wishin' daddy would come home Me and mom sittin' deep at night Uh [Verse] It was all good last week (All good) We linked up and made a move and now, we don't even speak (No) It was only 'bout a twenty piece, it wasn't even deep (It don't) It was more about respect, felt like you was comin' at my neck So I called it Like a man said, it ain't really 'bout a check But when we drop, lose seven grams on every onion comin' back And I can't fu*k with that (I can't) We gotta swap it out (We gotta swap it out) He said some fly sh*t back, I told him watch his mouth (Yo, watch your mouth) He said some sh*t again, I hung up, then got watch his house Caught his homie in the mall that week and knocked him out Think it's sweet, we gettin' money, but now we poppin' out Ain't throwin' flags, we droppin' tabs, send ni**as rockin' out (fu*k 'em) I ain't givin' sh*t back, God come and get that (Come get it) ni**a hung the phone up on me, tell the dawgs, "Sick that" (Spin 'em on it) Bunch of hitters on the corner, they're like, "Where his pic at?" (Where his page?) Scrollin' up and down his page, they're like, "Where his b*tch at?" (Where his b*tch?) Where she live at? They want war, we gon' lay (We gon' lay) Let the money too go by, they gon' pay (They gon' pay) Memorial weekend, we gon' drive to MIA (We gon' drive) And when we see 'em, homicide, right away It ain't no church in the ghetto, tryna dance with the devil Uzi on me, ni**a, I do the shuffle Heard they lurkin' at my main b*tch crib, it's to a whole 'nother level They want my soul, they better hope I don't catch 'em Rockin' Dickies on a whole 'nother schedule (I am) Dawg with fifty, what I'm totin' is special Might as well tell your ni**as, "Go get a shovel" 'Cause you a dead man walkin' from the sh*t you talkin' Caught him at a late night and he panic, hit him while he parking Funeral, certain ni**as cryin' like they was ridin' (Ridin') My ni**as swervin', doin' murders and ni**as dyin' (Dyin') I send my youngin' to do the drill while he was high (Brrt) Made him swerve, hit your whip, DUI ni**a, I'd rather see you dead before I fu*kin' see you cry You put money all on my head, I ain't scared, we ain't hide ni**a, you know we hit your man, when we seen you, you ain't slide Yeah, you slid and hit my dawg, but when you hit him, he ain't die That sh*t crazy, when you beefin' with your man and them I used to love you, but now it's crazy, I wanna see you as stiff as a mannequin Hangin' out the van again, we offense over defense And we plan when they play with them My dawg got killed with his Rollie on Forty on his hand, tryna blow it off When I was at the funeral, it really gave me trauma when I seen his momma goin' on I said, "fu*k it, we gon' go to war" FNs, XDs, AKs, SKs Shiny when it hit, look like a Audemar And I ain't hear when they was talkin', I was on a call But the moral of the story is They don't be doin' that sh*t to us that they be doin' to y'all Bulletproof on all the cars Security and Bentley trucks, we movin' like it's auto-war It's lookin' beautiful, another opp, another funeral Them hitters get to stainin' all on you, it ain't no viewin' you Welcome to the dark side, gun powder in your cuticles Them boys get to grabbin' you, shh, spin 'em like a hula hoop