Battle Field Lyrics

Nigga, you can't hear this shit, this shit exclusive, nigga, get your ass out

Time and time again I had to battle with myself

Stopped lyin' all the time, I had to say that to myself

Cause at a point in time I thought that shit would kinda help

As I grew up and I grew older, noticed it ain't help at all

Outside with them guns was riskin' my whole health

Not on the side of this railroad, that's pain you never felt

You lose your brother, then you feel like you gotta get back

But if they come and get you, for you, they ain't gettin' back

We livin' in a trap, sometimes we don't even know what's right

We goin' about this shit all wrong, we don't even know what's life

Lil' bro, he don't even know what's wrong, cause all he know is pipes

Young nigga beat all odds

Got away and ', went to school, he doin' different things

He thought shootin' guns was cool, he doin' bigger things

Separated himself out, he got some bigger dreams

Yeah, that nigga is me

I ain't worried about nobody, it's me versus me

Don't give a fuck if they don't see me, one day they gon' see

I had my heat on me in the middle of the heat

We was shootin' out the windows, we left bullets on the seat

Dumb shit, remember all I used to wanna do was dump shit

Until I went to college and I started havin' that fun shit

I took advantage of it, now that's somethin' I can run with

I met some cool niggas and that bitch to have some fun with

Turned out to be the coolest niggas of them all

Did my first shows with these niggas, now we finna ball

It's kinda cool to be around the niggas that do shit you do

Invested in each other, think it's safe to say that this my crew

Can't save a nigga who can't save himself, he livin' like he Coop

They praise the niggas who jump in the street when all they did was hoop

That be the truth, they fuck with you off popularity

Eighth grade, I seen that shit and it was clarity

Eighth grade, bullets comin', wasn't scarin' me

Only thing fucked up ain't have pipe near me

And I promise I got aim, so niggas fear me

I told my mama shit was hot, but she ain't hear me

Till that one day, almost got shot, she see it clearly now

She knew her son was sendin' shots

Gotta save my money, I'ma put up in a pot

And one time the war was so bad

Ran out of bullets for the Glock, damn

It was bad for real

What you know about bein' at war, sleep in the battlefield

Can't leave the house without the pipe, that shit the baddest feel

Givenchy's in the double C's, them be the baddest pills

It was bad for real

What you know about bein' at war, sleep in' the battlefield

Can't leave the house without the pipe, that shit the baddest feel

Givenchy's in the double C's, them be the baddest pills