Letra

My mind right I'm ready for war, yeah Ready for war, yeah I got my mind right, money right I got my mind right, money right Yeah Yeah I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours? I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours? And she gotta match my fly so she in Christian Dior We gon' slide a hundred times, and ain't no settling no scores You might think I lost my mind, the way I'm aiming for yours You might think I lost my mind, the way I'm flaming my torch And ain't no stoppin' me I can't let them get the drop on me And these niggas out here snitchin', man, the feds ain't watchin' me We had no patience Now them Glizzys come with lasers Plus them red tips in the clizzy, think they call them tracers And my nigga on the run and he ain't have no pot to piss in He been holding on his gun, 'cause that's all we got from Wickson Remember we ain't have no funds, we would pitch in on the Smithen I been stackin' up my funds, and I bet you know the difference And he better be your dawg when you sliding in them Challengers Niggas switch up quick when the feds say 20 calendars Should've seen his face when we hopped out with them calibers Blue flag on my face, I was duckin' from the cameras I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours? I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before (uh) And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours? I'm money makin' 'til the victory CLE, 3M, and ask about us, know your history (ask around) Before we slide, cold case, it's a mystery You took my nigga but I got your block in misery (R.I.P) Free my nigga number 3, he's such a bully Bitches going crazy 'cause I linked my nigga Bvlly I can't leave my house without my Glizzy loaded fully Bitch, I'm always ready, heard them niggas lookin' for me I got my mind right, money right, ready for war Niggas ratting on the set, tryna win some rewards We gon' shine right (shine right), promise when I win awards We gon' slide right (slide right), like we did before Posted on the north (northside), up them on the score Niggas falling for the pussy, we gon' get him through a whore Name brand, like that shit you can't afford Game plan, we gon' bully through the war I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours? I got my mind right, money right, I'm ready for war Got my grind right, 30 nights, I'm runnin' from poor And we used to having nothin' but it ain't like before And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
Writer(s): Emma White, James Harrison, Palmer Lee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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