War Pain

War Pain Lyrics

Song War Pain
Artist Meek Mill
Artist Omelly
Album Cream
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[00:01.490] Location: Toronto; Status: five star hotel, Four Seasons. Them chumps right upstairs, they know not to come down here playin' no real niggas. Mood: I'm still up countin' five hundred thousand cash. Nicki in the bedroom sleep, life is good
[00:25.000] I been in my cell for a week straight.
[00:27.000] Locked down 24, no more Philip's steak
[00:30.000] Damn, shit's so real it seems fake
[00:32.000] Damn, let me take 'em to the green gate
[00:36.000] When we was sellin' white girl
[00:38.000] Audemar ****ingnin' like it need a light bill
[00:40.000] These niggas don't ride like they don't even like girls
[00:44.000] A hundred thousand for the jet, yeah that's the flight bill
[00:46.000] Damn, cost four bricks to go to the LIV niggas
[00:50.000] Whole squad on some ****shit, that's how we live niggas
[00:53.000] Twenty-five bad b*****s what we did niggas
[00:56.000] That's fifty different Louboutins bleedin' red niggas
[00:58.000] Whew, I ain't blood and I ain't crippin' neither
[01:01.000] On the phone with the plug talkin' Justin Bieber
[01:04.000] I made a milly last week and I ain't touch it neither
[01:08.000] Straight cash tryna give 'em straight gas
[01:10.000] Catch you out in Brooklyn, get your chain tookin'
[01:13.000] My Philly boys'll creep up on you when you ain't lookin'
[01:15.000] With your lil memes, I be with the real queen
[01:18.000] Screamin' free the real Preme, we be doin' real things
[01:21.000] Pull up with a bad nigga, whippin' somethin' real mean
[01:24.000] Marchin' all these niggas' drums on me like a drill team
[01:28.000] I be with my young niggas, all they know is kill things
[01:30.000] Don't make me make a real scene, uh
[01:33.000] See an OVO chain, probably take that shit
[01:36.000] Said dreamin' wasn't enough, we had to chase that shit
[01:39.000] You ain't write it' niggas, we caught ya, can't erase that shit
[01:42.000] And you claimin' you HOV now? Why you state that shit?
[01:45.000] Man I hate that shit, niggas be talkin' out they face
[01:48.000] But soon as you body somethin' they be singin' like they Drake
[01:51.000] Wait, mother****ers dancin' like they fruitcakes
[01:54.000] Hotline Bling don't get no bing up in this new Wraith
[01:57.000] Pull up on the plug, swap that bag with the suitcase
[01:59.000] DC4 on the way, that's mother****ers' due date
[02:02.000] Robbed you in your city and you told
[02:05.000] Tory from the 6, you hatin' on him, Lord knows
[02:08.000] Culture vulture, now it's time to pay the tolls
[02:11.000] Soft as the lacrosse team, boy that's word to HOV
[02:13.000] No reply, word to God I'm on the floor still
[02:17.000] Me and Nicki watchin' the Sixers, I'm closin' more deals
[02:19.000] Dreamchasers' double MG, we got the door sealed
[02:23.000] Roc Nation, Atlantic Records, I'm on my fourth deal
[02:26.000] When I met you, you was on my d**k
[02:29.000] Asked me to hold the DC chain, now you on some bullshit
[02:32.000] Omelly told me get it back cause he's like 'boy's a b***h'
[02:35.000] And I'm like, let him get it took cause we gon' charge 'em trips
[02:38.000] ****boy, huh charge you triple the way this real nigga stamp. Chasers, ahh. Location: Philly; Mood: Glock with 30; Status: triple OG, never been disrespected without retaliation, chump
[03:08.000] I've been in the hood for like a year straight
[03:09.000] Sippin' dirty, it be hard for me to stand straight
[03:13.000] Damn, it's time to cut the dead weight
[03:16.000] I'm tryna turn my CLS into a red Wraith
[03:19.000] When I was sellin' hard crack you was scared straight
[03:22.000] I dropped 9 and bought the Rollie with the red face
[03:25.000] Meek the one that got the mil, the one that got the deal
[03:28.000] I'm still lampin' with the shooters and they poppin' pills
[03:31.000] These niggas like to rap diss they get popped for real
[03:35.000] It's time to son these ****ing rappers, I'm their pop for real
[03:37.000] I'm the type to **** your mom cause she's a thot for real
[03:40.000] And I ain't got one, my pump playin' shotgun
[03:43.000] Quarterback that Glock, Cam Newton, and you catch a hot one
[03:46.000] And for the fam I'll keep shootin' until the cops come
[03:48.000] Reload, double back, hold up cuz, I got one
[03:51.000] Official only respect official and you are not one
[03:55.000] No, we are not them, we be on some other shit
[03:58.000] Deep in them trenches, duckin' bullets and the government
[04:00.000] Tracin' the dollar, flippin' that product, tryna double shit
[04:02.000] Chewing like it's double mint
[04:04.000] Man, who you niggas ****ing with?
[04:07.000] Hah, hey Meek Mill man, I'ma start running down on these niggas too. Real rap, these niggas soft and they frauds, check DC record nigga, we flawless. Any nigga stepped up to the ****ing plate got rolled over. I ain't just talkin' to be talkin', nigga, check the resume. How many times we got to **** the city up for you niggas to pay homage. **** you niggas talking bout nigga? Slide through 20 deep, I'm talkin' bout 7 Rolls Royces, 3 Maybachs, 20 Rollies, 30 Cubans, 25 bad b*****s, 25 Chanel bags, 6 Caddie trucks, jumbo jets. Stop playin' nigga, we came from nothin'
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