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Jlyte the Producer - War With Me Lyrics



Jlyte the Producer - War With Me Lyrics




I never had a real team
I really shoot for myself
All of my niggas was right
Them hoes went straight to the left

They don't want war with me
I keep a clip on my shelf
I made this beat by myself
I do this shit by myself

If I ran the world I would hop in a spaceship
Keep my lips lock bitch watch dont say shit
I don't f*ck with love my heart can't take shit
Wanna start war 550 on the hit list

Gotta a lot of niggas lit up like Christmas
Pulled out 10 racks now I got a bitch wishin
Niggas love to eat but they never do dishes
She sucked me babygirl no kissin

Bitch I been down since the world start spinning
I don't do drugs less I got a prescription
Shits not me everybody just different
Don't get me wrong bitch I still drill shit

I been really busy but I ain't got a lot of business
Got a couple racks just say I play tennis
Lil Shorty please can I have your attention
I'm just tryna cause just a little bit of tension

This shit ain't built for me
But I still fight through the pain
This shit not real to me
Maybe im in a dream

Mama please pray for me
Not tryna stray away
I keep my 9 on me
Load the clip let it spray

Bitch never wait for me
I'm probably outter space
Please never change for me
I'm probably not the same

Don't let shit get to me
Ima still dance in the rain
I got some enemy's
They want me in my grave

Ima pull up bitch send your location
I don't give five f*cks what you sayin
Shorty want me she ain't tryna be patient
All on me shorty tryna make a baby

Benjamin Frank bitch I got blue faces
Rob a nigga up do the dash no tracing
Ima just up if a nigga tryna say shit
Fast car vroom but I don't do racing

V12 too fast bitch don't chase me
Shorty throw it back oh my god she amazing
12 pulled up niggas really tried to take me
I'm too young tryna make a nigga crazy

Finger on the trigger that's how the streets raised me
Long as I got God nothing can't faze me
I ain't never been rich one day maybe
2 door coupe drop top Mercedes

I never had a real team
I really shoot for myself
All of my niggas was right
Them hoes went straight to the left

They don't want war with me
I keep a clip on my shelf
I made this beat by myself
I do this shit by myself
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I never had a real team
I really shoot for myself
All of my niggas was right
Them hoes went straight to the left

They don't want war with me
I keep a clip on my shelf
I made this beat by myself
I do this shit by myself

If I ran the world I would hop in a spaceship
Keep my lips lock bitch watch dont say shit
I don't f*ck with love my heart can't take shit
Wanna start war 550 on the hit list

Gotta a lot of niggas lit up like Christmas
Pulled out 10 racks now I got a bitch wishin
Niggas love to eat but they never do dishes
She sucked me babygirl no kissin

Bitch I been down since the world start spinning
I don't do drugs less I got a prescription
Shits not me everybody just different
Don't get me wrong bitch I still drill shit

I been really busy but I ain't got a lot of business
Got a couple racks just say I play tennis
Lil Shorty please can I have your attention
I'm just tryna cause just a little bit of tension

This shit ain't built for me
But I still fight through the pain
This shit not real to me
Maybe im in a dream

Mama please pray for me
Not tryna stray away
I keep my 9 on me
Load the clip let it spray

Bitch never wait for me
I'm probably outter space
Please never change for me
I'm probably not the same

Don't let shit get to me
Ima still dance in the rain
I got some enemy's
They want me in my grave

Ima pull up bitch send your location
I don't give five f*cks what you sayin
Shorty want me she ain't tryna be patient
All on me shorty tryna make a baby

Benjamin Frank bitch I got blue faces
Rob a nigga up do the dash no tracing
Ima just up if a nigga tryna say shit
Fast car vroom but I don't do racing

V12 too fast bitch don't chase me
Shorty throw it back oh my god she amazing
12 pulled up niggas really tried to take me
I'm too young tryna make a nigga crazy

Finger on the trigger that's how the streets raised me
Long as I got God nothing can't faze me
I ain't never been rich one day maybe
2 door coupe drop top Mercedes

I never had a real team
I really shoot for myself
All of my niggas was right
Them hoes went straight to the left

They don't want war with me
I keep a clip on my shelf
I made this beat by myself
I do this shit by myself
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Writer: Joseph Wilson
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Performed By: Jlyte the Producer
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Joseph Wilson

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