WARZONE lyrics

[Verse 1]
Racin' outta clothes too fast
With last two hanging on the dash
My car fart spark, that's lit
Pop tabs, pop bottles
Get these hoes out my face
b*tch, I said quiet in the vip
Every time I get a check I blow it on some sh*t
Cost me a penny for this all green fit
And the gold on my face make it look like I trip
The top of a rainbow, [?] halo
This ain't me, I feel like I am the sh*t
I'ma always skate, f*ck, you thought I quit?
I'm in the bank laughin', I'm sick
Put the kids to bed and drop this
If you hate me, you can slit your wrists
She wanna date me, but that's not my b*tch
New money, blue hunnits, no funny
This paper, they keep stuffin' my wrists
It's a war-zone and my True Religion denim
When I make too much, then the stick come wit 'em
f*ck all the snakes, I don't need your venom
No way around me, tryna stack my cheese
Blood on the leaves, can't die from disease
That's how I [?]
But I gotta glo up for my angels up above

[Chorus]
It's a war-zone in my city
You either get rolled over or get with it
I stayed in my lane, I found a different way
And now I'm stacking cheddar, plottin' how to make my life better
It's a war-zone in my city
You either get rolled over or get with it
I stayed in my lane, I found a different way
And now I'm stacking cheddar, plottin' how to make my life better

[Verse 2]
I did it, I got it
Pro board in my pocket
Pro shoe in my pocket
More bands in my wallet
Fresh by myself, I do not need a stylist
I'm in New York shoutout TJ, you wylin'
I wanna PJ
I do not care whether he say or she say
Told me I failed by the fifth grade, it's too late
Maybe my crib was just like in Friday
No sugar, but we got some Koolaid
Do what I want on a Tuesday
You gotta do what your boss say
Old b*tch is working
Mama need cake, calling [?]
Cute lookin' crummy, I'm busting my shoe string
Gotta work hard for it, don't forget it li'l n*gga, pay attention
Painting scars for it, skippin' bars for it, 'fore you need an intervention
All these fraud n*ggas, broad n*ggas, barely even worked the slightest mention
Rock guitars, n*ggas never even heard of one Slayer song, n*gga
I'm bout to charge n*ggas, barge in
Going straight to the bar bin
Turn you into new age, Luke Cage crushing barriers quick?
[Chorus]
It's a war-zone in my city
You either get rolled over or get with it
I stayed in my lane, I found a different way
And now I'm stacking cheddar, plottin' how to make my life better
It's a war-zone in my city
You either get rolled over or get with it (get on the ground)
I stayed in my lane, I found a different way
And now I'm stacking cheddar, plottin' how to make my life better