Young Stoner Life - Warrior lyrics

[Lil Keed] Keed, talk to 'em [Lil Keed] Warrior, warrior (Warrior), warrior, warrior (Ah) Warrior, warrior (Woo), warrior, warrior (Ah) Warrior, warrior (Let's go), warrior, warrior (Woo) [Lil Keed] Shoot it up like we at the fu*kin' gun range (Brr) I was on the block, ni**a, selling your ring Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs Now my freak hoes all at my crib (Keed, talk to 'em) I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed I ran it up, show respect to Nip F&N stick, we got extra clips Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips [T-Shyne & Lil Keed] Check out my drip, everything is Rick All of this money, I stack it like Ritz (Woah) Yeah, I'm a dog just like I was a pit (Grr) He said he move pounds, but he just sold a zip (A zip) I be backstage, I'm too lit for the VIP (Yeah) Just got the crib, I'm with Vito and Strick (Slatt) Malibu life, ni**as finally rich (Woo) All of these diamonds, I live like a prince (Yeah) These ni**as pussy, they gettin' exposed (Exposed) My new girl look like she come right outta Vogue (Vogue) Paid for her shoes and I paid for her toes (Yeah) I'm so high, I can't go shopping at Lowe's I'm having racks in my pockets, of course (Let's go) These ni**as snitchin', they work for the force (Let's go) b*tch, I'm up, might buy crib and a horse (Horse) There's only one me, ain't no multiple choice Pull up on your block, then we spin that sh*t (Spin that) Hanging out the roof, yeah, we won't miss (No) Every ni**a with me, yeah, they got drip (Drip) I was out in LA with a Hollywood b*tch (Yeah) Hangin' with my opp, get shot (Get shot) I'm a warrior, tearin' up the block (Warrior) Trap ni**a, makin' money off the clock (Woo) Give me top and I told her, “Don't stop” (Keed, talk to em) [Lil Keed, T-Shyne] Warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, ah) Warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, woo), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, ah) Warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, let's go), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, woo) [Lil Keed & Big Sean] Shoot it up like we at the fu*kin' gun range (Brr) I was on the block, ni**a, selling your ring Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs Now my freak hoes all at my crib (Keed, talk to 'em) I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed I ran it up, show respect to Nip F&N stick, we got extra clips Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips (Damn) [Big Sean] b*tch I'm that pressure, I fu*k up the extras (Woah, woah) They did everything that they could, except catch up I'm cut from that cloth that you can't even measure The girl of your dreams for real makin' my bed up (For real) Been eatin' forever, I ain't even fed up (For real) G-lock on me, I be set for the setup I got her in love and we ain't even met up Don't ask me for sh*t, don't even ask me no questions Nobody work harder than ones who ain't beggin' I was then, now, and I'm next (Next) And I'm goin' Dray, Klay, and Steph (Woah) Warrior, warrior, warrior (Damn) I'm in Euphoria, Waldorf Astoria Get the deal done, I'm callin' the lawyers up (Brr) Slide out to dinner, and it's already finished They needin' my signature while I'm still ordering (Boy) Self progress, I ain't pressed or impressed Die ‘fore I digress and I got no regrets (No) And we wipe out the opps ‘til they got no one left Flesh and my flesh goin' young DMX Told ‘em 2015 that we way up, we blessed (Blessed) ni**a, I got no time to be stressin' bout stress (No) Feel reincarnated, B.I.G. I guess It is life after death, lil' b*tch Keed, talk to em [Lil Keed, T-Shyne] Warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, ah) Warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, woo), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, ah) Warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, let's go), warrior (Warrior), warrior (Warrior, woo) [Lil Keed] Shoot it up like we at the fu*kin' gun range (Brr) I was on the block, ni**a, selling your ring Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs Now my freak hoes all at my crib (Keed, talk to 'em) I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed I ran it up, show respect to Nip F&N stick, we got extra clips Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips