War Room Lyrics

Uh huh

Hey

Uh huh uh huh

My mind at war but the pen is helping me stay updated

The information I've gathered from you better explains it

I can't be social without tryna make a social statement

Am I spiritually mature or awkwardly adjacent?

Probably both or neither yet you look at me with patience

I don't know if it's silent judgement and you're scared to say it

At least we healing from mistakes that both of us created

You are enough

And I just want a place to call home

Give my mama faith that she's not alone

Heal from our mistakes and start strong

Retire on a lake with our problems gone

Yeah, If you get what I'm saying

All a nigga need is weed and YouTube beats to blaze with

I love this woman but we didn't start on good foundations

If your not getting lost on roads than you already know em

Cus' all she road on was this dick and who better to lay it?

Ughh

Your secrets masked behind manipulation

Guilty consciences sudden agreement on the termination

(Fuck girl..)

Before I even knew, I couldn't trust us to raise her

I'm not my father - no

Now I want a place to call home

Give my mama faith that she's not alone

Heal from our mistakes and start strong

Ain't it crazy how I know you girl?

Know you girl

I - I don't know

We've came such a long way

I never thought I'd be here

Thank you for teaching me faith

'22 I had lost my dog to life's interjection

'23 a childhood friends envy had led me

To '24 where I'm lonelier than I was before

You showed up and did the same thing you told me you wouldn't

Now I'm staring at ya

Wonder why I care about ya

I want get even since I bend all my rules around ya

I'm gon' let this chopper ring your promise off my finger

And when we back, we gon' focus on our found strengths together

I don't hate you girl

I just wanna taste you girl

Only you because it's better than a plate of girls

Hot pot and fondue are fortunate favorites and after our break,

I'll scrape us enough, I'm swearing, I'll take ya

If the locations safe then the bank is breaking my paper

When benign gestures aren't in question, actually favored

(I know you girl)

Back when blacked out at bodegas was uncanny

From a room full of Mob Italian Gangsters

And the operation wasn't "if" the money, but "it's fated"

Spin cycle set till the blood is rinsed right off the paper

Viewing how you moving

Well aware of whatchu doing

You confessed what needed proving

And you became someone greater

But still

I understand my ancestors anger,

When everything is pinned against you,

You control what your able

But If true love is forgiveness

And trauma bonding is sinning

Than I already know what we gotta do to get us fix up - oh

I just want a place to call home

Give my mama faith that's she's not alone

Heal from our mistakes and start strong

Retire on a lake with our problems gone

Yeah, If you get what I'm saying