| My mind’s right
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| I’m ready for war, yeah
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| Ready for war, yeah
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| I’m ready for war
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| Got my grind right, 30 nights, I’m runnin' from poor
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| And we used to having nothin' but it ain’t like before
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| And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| I’m ready for war
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| Got my grind right, 30 nights, I’m runnin' from poor
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| Ands we used to having nothin' but it ain’t like before
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| And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
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| And she gotta match my fly so she in Christian Dior
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| We gon' slide a hundred times, and ain’t no settling no scores
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| You might think I lost my mind the way I’m aiming for yours
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| You might think I lost my mind the way I’m flaming my torch
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| And ain’t no stoppin' me
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| I can’t let them get the drop on me
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| And these niggas out here snitchin' man the feds ain’t watchin' me
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| We had no patience
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| Now them glizzys come with lazers
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| Plus them red tips in the clizzy, think they call them tracers
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| And my nigga on the run and he ain’t have no pot to piss in
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| He been holding on his gun, cause that’s all we got from Wickson
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| Remember we ain’t have no funds, we would pitch in on the Smithen
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| I been stackin' up my funds, and I bet you know the difference
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| And he better be your dawg when you sliding in them Challengers
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| Niggas switch up quick when the feds say 20 calendars
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| Should’ve seen his face when we hopped out with them calibers
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| Blue flag on my face, I was duckin' from the cameras
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| I’m ready for war
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| Got my grind right, 30 nights, I’m runnin' from poor
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| And we used to having nothin' but it ain’t like before
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| And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| I’m ready for war
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| Got my grind right, 30 nights, I’m runnin' from poor
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| Ands we used to having nothin' but it ain’t like before
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| And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
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| I’m money makin til the victory
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| CLE, 3M, and ask about us, know your history
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| Before we slide, cold case, it’s a mystery
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| You took my nigga but I got your block in misery
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| Free my nigga number 3, he’s such a bully
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| Bitches going crazy cause I linked my nigga Bvlly
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| I can’t leave my house without my glizzy loaded fully
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| Bitch I’m always ready, heard them niggas lookin' for me
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| I got my mind right, money right, ready for war
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| And niggas ratting on the set, tryna win some rewards
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| We gon' shine right, promise when I win awards
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| We gon' slide right, like we did before
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| Posted on the north, up them on the score
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| Niggas falling for the pussy, we gon' get him through a whore
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| Name brand, like that shit you can’t afford
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| Game plan, we gon' bully through the war
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| I’m ready for war
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| Got my grind right, 30 nights, I’m runnin' from poor
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| And we used to having nothin' but it ain’t like before
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| And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours?
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| I got my mind right, money right
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| I’m ready for war
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| Got my grind right, 30 nights, I’m runnin' from poor
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| Ands we used to having nothin' but it ain’t like before
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| And revenge always a promise so are you ready for yours? |