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War - King Von Lyrics


N- I'll be damned (who?) If a n- think he finna take me out, this shit ain't sweet
N- I ain't goin', I'm back, I'm blowin', I'll be at the crib every day of the week (shit)
'Member it was nights I couldn't even sleep, war outside, n- couldn't even eat (damn, damn)
I was 16 with a Carbon 15 (yeah), m- gotta d- and it ain't gon' be me (Von, huh?)
Shootin' s- sunup to sundown (uh), he was just playin' tough, he gon' run now
All these b- a- n- tellin', really start to take the fun out
I'm the type of n- go to church with my g- out
Gotta pray for my g-, he get too wild (he get too wild)
I'm the first name that they say in the s-, God textin' me like
"It's gettin' too crowded" (damn, damn)
Police they catch me, I'm too silent (damn), my name speak volume, I'm too violent (huh?)
N- actin' tough, run it up then, I'ma lay him down like two pallets
Dress a n- up like a new stylist (uh-huh), out for a year, n- when the trial is? (uh-huh)
Would've bought that b- a car, but she had some mileage (uh-huh)
If he say what he saw, we gon' cut his eyelid (boom, boom, boom)
N- I'll be damned (who?) If a n- think he finna take me out, this shit ain't sweet
N- I ain't goin', I'm back, I'm blowin', I'll be at the crib every day of the week (shit)
'Member it was nights I couldn't even sleep, war outside, n- couldn't even eat (damn, damn)
I was 16 with a Carbon 15 (yeah), m- gotta d- and it ain't gon' be me (Von, huh?)
Shootin' s- sunup to sundown (uh), he was just playin' tough, he gon' run now
All these b- a- n- tellin', really start to take the fun out
I'm the type of n- go to church with my g- out
Gotta pray for my g-, he get too wild (he get too wild)
I'm the first name that they say in the s-, God textin' me like
"It's gettin' too crowded" (damn, damn)
Oh, you 'bout it? (Uh-huh), rob you, ain't s- you gon' do 'bout it (uh-huh)
My lil' b- want a new body (what?) My b- come get you fast like a Bugatti (grrah, grrah)
I'm goin' Scotty like too hotty (yeah), you gettin' s- if you too cocky (what?)
We slide with sticks like we play hockey, and you not a k- if you only got two b- damn
Run out (yeah), hustle to sunup to sundown (uh-huh)
We got some money, it's fun now (it's fun), last n- dissed King Von got g- down (grrah, grrah)
Damn, what now? (what?) It was funny but now it's not fun now (it's not fun now)
I was bummy, now look who the bum now, a n- try Von, I bet he get g- down (boom, boom, boom)
N- I'll be damned (who?) If a n- think he finna take me out, this shit ain't sweet
N- I ain't goin', I'm back, I'm blowin', I'll be at the crib every day of the week (shit)
'Member it was nights I couldn't even sleep, war outside, n- couldn't even eat (damn, damn)
I was 16 with a Carbon 15 (yeah), m- gotta d- and it ain't gon' be me (Von, huh?)
Shootin' s- sunup to sundown (uh), he was just playin' tough, he gon' run now
All these b- a- n- tellin', really start to take the fun out
I'm the type of n- go to church with my g- out, gotta pray for my gun, he get too wild (he get too wild)
I'm the first name that they say in the s-, God textin' me like
"It's gettin' too crowded" (damn, damn)

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