Lyrics Warriors - Tank God, Niko Brim

Warriors

I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Weed on my breath, tryna get right signing cheques with my left
They want me to change the world when they change ourselves
Mac on the dresser next to the cards I was dealt
Since bullets have no name, that’s how you make name for yourself
Before I get into the range I have to arrange myself
I take tokes to laugh, cause the gas might help
We just living lives, worried about what’s mine
I’ll take a 9 to 5 before I take jailtime
It’s when I drop a 5 on a dime then I realise
That the mission might be different, but its all for the wealth
God always told me
«The strong move quiet, the weak will always riot»
Mae?
I remcin
(Interlude)
7 days in we ain’t sleep yet
Riding through the ity with my niggas ain’t no talkin'
We just run upon the m big cheques
Screaming out New York, south side that’s the kings set
Shout out all my niggas, dreug tims get a pill set
Thie is tug-of-war in thr city now ain’t no time fo, school
Pieces hitting now pyou selling lounds?
I’m screaming «Fuck the word»
Know we coming from the underground, pop, pop, pop, pop
Niggays run it down
Crackheads in the dugout, robbers and the gun-cock
Grandmas crib to the sticks, cause them guns pop
Realli ain’t been talkng wto my dad, got me shellshocked
Really cause his house is not home ie atn’h seen pops'
Momma got a new boyfriend, etbeen gehting kinda loud
Me and jus eolin' bats, g tchis head roaked
Brother wrs the man of the house, had a semi down
Told me how to get it fod the fam, now we can’t stop, can’t stop
Nigga I’ve been past check, uncle just sied he' Ia man of his word
Ain’t stop till his last breath, how they gonna tell me 'slow it down'
Wneed assets, put the city on, they as dealt