War With Us lyrics

[Chorus: Ducey Gold]
Lately, I've been f*cked up, f*cked up (What, what)
n*gga 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 f*ck up, f*cked up (b*tch, woah)
n*gga 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

[Verse 1: Ducey Gold & 916frosty]
Voices in my head, nightmares in the day
Now I'm like f*ck love, that sh*t 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 n*ggas tryna' to turn this sh*t into a doomsday (Yeah)
b*tch, you got me f*cked up, playin' all them games
n*ggas got me f*cked 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)
[Verse 2: 916frosty]
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)

[Bridge: 916frosty]
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

[Chorus: Ducey Gold]
Lately, I've been f*cked up, f*cked up
n*gga said he want smoke, he don't want nun' (b*tch, 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 f*ck up, f*cked up (b*tch, woah)
n*gga 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
[Verse 3: Ducey Gold]
Rock out like guitars, heavy metal
Swervin' in that Rarri, till the floor I press the pedal
All I know is pop sh*t, I'm just like a kettle
Nowadays, bad b*tches really nothing special
Shawty fell in love with a n*gga, I'm a rager
She a bad b*tch, 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

[Verse 4: Surf]
Ayy, f*cked up (f*cked up)
Young n*gga got that money, got my bucks up (Got my bucks up) The way I did this sh*t, would've thought my luck's up (My luck gone)
That b*tch 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 sh*t, but I did that sh*t (Well, I did that sh*t)
Everything I want in life, I gotta get that sh*t (I gotta get that sh*t)
Every war they put in front of me, I hit that sh*t (I hit that sh*t)
And every bag they put in front of me, I spin that sh*t (I spin that sh*t)
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 n*ggas b*tch made, I can't rock with your b*tch ass (I can't rock with your b*tch ass)
I f*cked his main b*tch, you come and get your b*tch back (Come and get your b*tch back)
We keep them big sticks, and make you wanna get back (n*gga, ge-get back)
So, n*gga, get back (Get back)
Lately, I've been f*cked up
[Outro: Surf]
Lately, I've been f*cked up
My mama told me if I die, she gon' be f*cked up
These hating n*ggas talkin' down, it got me f*cked up
I bet that choppa come around and shut the f*ck up
I remember we ain't even have no f*ckin' Christmas, b*tch
I'm mixin' soda with the drugs, I'm a chemist, b*tch
That water off, we ain't got sh*t to wash the dishes in
But now I'm gettin' all these motherf*ckin' Benjamins