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Tears Of War letra


(Sorry for what?)
You ain't scarin' me talkin' murder, my life been at the end
Palermo by myself in a brand new Benz (New Benz)
It's Top, nigga

Prayin' to my hollow, finally caught the bitch face
It ain't much that I can say, I been thinkin' 'bout Vea
Same bitch back in the day, I ain't got that much taste
Pray to see me under lights, I thought to buy me a Wraith
Don't even give a clown a thought, I had to clear out my safe
Real niggas playin' ball, they fuck with 4KTrey
Catch you goin' inside a tunnel, better watch what you say
Long legs, I leave you dead, better not miss trainin' one day

Know Miss Tina probably sayin': This piece of shit with my daughter
I won't argue 'cause I know that soon I'll probably be slaughtered
Biggest snake from out of Florida, I ain't never record her
Knew that Stunna never loved me, should've listened to Carter
Who wanna do somethin' with the Five? They know I put shit in order
Try once too many times, we tear your show up with .40s
Might as well fuck around with Starr than my new bitch who disloyal
Have a baby with this new chick, I'm just thinkin' 'bout Coya
Pitbull with tiger stripes, you ain't foolin' nobody
Please, don't touch your body, that is not exotic
Go and tell them that I'm lyin', I got nineteen bodies
Damn, my wife just seen me cryin', my life too erratic
Heh, my life too erratic

I respect a gangster, I don't want your bitch
They don't respect a gangster, like it don't exist
Blame my uncle J, he who turned me to this
Victim of my ways, ain't no turnin' from this
Blowin' my strap several ways, ain't no runnin' from this
Put my brothers in the grave, knew it comin' to this
Dirty motherfucker, cum in every chick
Plannin' for my grave, I been takin' every risk
Injection in my arms, this the final fuckin' stick
I'm too up, nigga, that I'm fucked up
Don't nobody got no love

To all the slimes in the streets that died
At least they still could see me shine
My God, why someone wants to leave me?
Why, oh, why?
Confessin' like they read my mind
I wish they could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred
I cry tattoo tears of war

I'm off Chippewa, still get in a stolen car
Load up, and I shoot at boys, fuck 'em, I don't know them niggas
Ridin' inside a Maybach, writin' music, I'ma show you niggas
Herm' cryin' in my face, now I gotta show a nigga
If he die today, gotta make sure that I throw Tay a million
Rich, it ain't the greatest feelin', still battlin' with the system
Say I'm gay because my nails, I took your ho, I know the feelin'
Nail you to a cross, Jesus steppin' in my fuckin' Yeezys
Prayed inside the can, you ever say I'm lyin', they won't believe me
Huntin' on my land, I'm just hopin' that the law don't see me (I'm huntin')
Shook back after every fuckin' loss, still, I can't compare to Ross
Fuck explainin' how I was raised, nigga, I'm just stickin' to what I was taught, huh
Pussy-ass nigga, fuck you

Bangin' at you bitches till your head fall off (Blatt-blatt-blatt)
Claimin' that you're rich until the feds expose all y'all
Serve you then I stick you, BBG said all y'all
Lock me out the door but I can hear y'all niggas all loud
Sippin' and I'm laughin' till I hear that chopper sound off
Five million dollars, put everybody on my roll call
Seventy thousand dollars missin', stolen by my roll dog
Boozilla, should I zip the bitch? First, he was your roll dog
I ain't lyin' to my wife, she ain't try me, I took her clothes off
Sherhonda know I love her but cuss her because my soul gone
I begged her for to move when I told her I'm gettin' 'em rolled on
I'm addicted like my cousin Meechy, I get my roll on
All these fuckin' cars, can't drive, I keep my feelings disguised
Scared to vent to Yaya but I could talk to my guys
Floyd against me, he the only reason that I stopped tryin'
We 'posed to all be aligned, I keep my head to the sky

To all the slimes in the streets that died
At least they still could see me shine
My God, why someone wants to leave me?
Why, oh, why?
Confessin' like they read my mind
I wish they could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred
I cry tattoo tears of war

Last night, I cried tears of war
Murdered you bitches, I deserve this
Workin' for a murderer, I know security heard this
Every dog has his day, I told my wife: They gon' do me dirty
Fuck it (they gon' do me dirty), bitch
I ain't scared to bleed
Fuck 'em and they statements, all these things I achieved
Never satisfied, I'm still livin' in my greed
Mansion in the sky, plannin' murders with my brother B
My uncle always told me: You claim that, you gotta be
Pussy nigga, run up on me
Know Quando love me, put yo' ass six-feet, huh
Tryna give my love, but my heart belong to the streets, huh
Stolen by a girl, I admit that I'm fuckin' weak
I'm fuckin' weak
Argue with Jason, and it end with: I love you
Argue with my brother, probably end with: I'ma pluck you
Last visit from 3Three, it end with a scuffle
Want me for to change but I'm caught up and I'm thuggin'
Fuck it, I don't owe nobody nothin'

To all the slimes in the streets that died
At least they still could see me shine
My God, why someone wants to leave me?
Why, oh, why?
Confessin' like they read my mind
I wish they could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred
I cry tattoo tears of war
To all the slimes in the streets that died
At least they still could see me shine
My God, why someone wants to leave me?
Why, oh, why?
Confessin' like they read my mind
I wish they could read my mind
My God, I'm scarred
I cry tattoo tears of war

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