War Stories - Meek Mill

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

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 f**k with that I can't

We gotta swap it out

We gotta swap it out

He said some fly s**t back

I told him watch his mouth

Yo watch your mouth

He said some s**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 n***as rockin' out

F**k 'em

I ain't givin' s**t back God come and get that

Come get it

N***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

Scrollin' up and down his page they're like

Where his b***h at

Where his b***h

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 n***a I do the shuffle

Heard they lurkin' at my main b***h 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 n***as

Go get a shovel

'Cause you a dead man walkin'

From the s**t you talkin'

Caught him at a late night and he panic

Hit him while he parking

Funeral certain n***as cryin'

Like they was ridin' ridin'

My n***as swervin' doin'

Murders and n***as dyin' dyin'

I send my youngin' to do the

Drill while he was high brrt

Made him swerve hit your whip DUI

N***a I'd rather see you dead before

I f**kin' see you cry

You put money all on my head

I ain't scared we ain't hide

N***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 s**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 f**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 s**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