Surf, 916frosty, Ducey Gold - War With Us lyrics

Lately, I've been fucked up, fucked up
(What, what) nigga said he want smoke
He don't want nun' (Woah)
Riding with them demons, you know how we come
(yeah) i'm with my slimes, you don't wanna
Go to war with us, yeah
(Slatt, slatt)
Lately, I've been fuck up, fucked up
(Bitch, woah) nigga said he want smoke
He don't want nun' (What)
I've been riding with them demons
You know how we come i'm with my slimes
You don't wanna go to war with us
Ayy, ayy, yeah

Voices in my head, nightmares in the day
Now I'm like fuck love
That shit ran me away
And we still keep them ghetto ties
I put that on tape
Know I still keep that 45, talkin' Michael J
(Baw, baw) i just landed a UFO, okay (Baw)
In the middle of the fire
I just heated up my blade (yeah)
In the hills to the underworld
Where them goons lay
Me and my niggas tryna' to turn
This shit into a doomsday (yeah)
Bitch, you got me fucked up
Playin' all them games
Niggas got me fucked up speaking on my name
Hold up, that's a dead man if he
Touchin' on my chain (yeah, yeah)
I just keep the squeezer, ayy
Hit you with that heater, ayy (Oh)

Bring the bottles in, we brought it out
(yeah)
Lookin' at the world, sittin' on the clouds
(Oh)
Now (yeah, yeah) I got my own swag, now they held me down (Swag)
I was in the wrong world
(Wrong world, wrong world
Wrong) but I made it out new girl
(Woah) , she wanted that gold medal (Gold)
Askin' how much was the fee
(Shh) , I told her: "No rental" (yeah)
Everybody fiendin', want a taste (Hey)
It's all inside the mental
(yeah, woah, woah)
If I had to start it over
I would never settle (yeah)

I know you're searching for me (Searching)
Take what you want from my soul
(From my soul)
She keeps on draining from me (From me)
But her love makes me feel whole (Ah)
I get so tired of fakes (Tired of fakes)
Break me away from these chains (Oh)
Don't tell your friends why
You just left home (Left home, woah)
If you wanna stay with me
(yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy)
They don't really have to know

Lately, I've been fucked up, fucked up
Nigga said he want smoke
He don't want nun' (Bitch, woah)
Riding with them demons, you know how we come
(yeah) i'm with my slimes, you don't wanna
(Check) go to war with us, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Lately, I've been fuck up, fucked up
(Bitch, woah) nigga said he want smoke
He don't want nun'
I've been riding with them demons
You know how we come i'm with my slimes
You don't wanna go to war with us
(yeah, ayy) ayy, ayy

Rock out like guitars, heavy metal
Swervin' in that Rarri
Till the floor I press the pedal
All I know is pop shit
I'm just like a kettle
Nowadays, bad bitches really nothing special
Shawty fell in love with a nigga
I'm a rager
She a bad bitch, but I could never save her
Wait, that's okay, money comin' every way
(yeah) fill up my double cup with juice
I'm tryna ease the pain

Ayy, fucked up (Fucked up)
Young nigga got that money, got my bucks up
(Got my bucks up) The way I did this shit
Would've thought my luck's up
(My luck gone) that bitch did me so wrong
So I don't trust nun'
(I don't trust nun')
But now my money lookin' like
I got a trust fund (yeah, yeah)
They said I wasn't gon' be shit
But I did that shit (Well, I did that shit)
Everything I want in life
I gotta get that shit
(I gotta get that shit)
Every war they put in front of me
I hit that shit (I hit that shit)
And every bag they put in front of me
I spin that shit (I spin that shit)
The way I drive my whip, it give me whip lash
(Give me whip lash)
Swervin' through these lanes
Doin' zig-zags (Zig-zags)
Quick cash, gotta make me think fast
(Think fast) and I'm stressed out
You know I'm smokin' big gas (Big gas)
These niggas bitch made
I can't rock with your bitch ass
(I can't rock with your bitch ass)
I fucked his main bitch
You come and get your bitch back
(Come and get your bitch back)
We keep them big sticks
And make you wanna get back
(Nigga, ge get back)
So, nigga, get back (Get back)
Lately, I've been fucked up
Lately, I've been fucked up
My mama told me if I die
She gon' be fucked up
These hating niggas talkin' down
It got me fucked up
I bet that choppa come around
And shut the fuck up
I remember we ain't even
Have no fuckin' Christmas, bitch
I'm mixin' soda with the
Drugs, I'm a chemist, bitch
That water off
We ain't got shit to wash the dishes in
But now I'm gettin' all
These motherfuckin' Benjamins