ThaRealMenace & Lil C - War With Myself

Watch how niggas change like the seasons yeah
You can keep the fake love I don't need it yeah
Watch how niggas change like the seasons
You can keep the fake love I don't need it
Heart so cold young nigga been freezing
At war with myself I ain't fighting no demons
Up late young nigga been dreaming
Out all night young nigga been scheming
Get em knocked off they don't need no reason
Lights out they ain't hear that boi screaming
Been on my shit trying to get me a Patek
I want all my racks to get stuffed in the attic
Saving my money I lose it I'm damaged
I'm walking alone they ain't seeing me panic
You winning they witchu you lose they vanish
The same young nigga I never was acting
Pray all my bros in the streets never lacking
They talk on the net but ain't causing no damage
Hop in the whip and I'm gone I'm pushing my shit like it's stolen
Ian hitting the mall I'm running up racks ain't no way that I'm losing my focus
Now all these bitches wanna call but where they was at when a nigga was down at his lowest
Had one bitch in my phone I fucked that shit up she was solid I wasn't even knowing
I asked all them folks would they slide for me would they ride for me
Would they spend the block bust fire for me
Aye tell me the truth don't lie to me that's one way you lose yo respect
I hopped off the net cuz these niggas was doing too much started running shit up off a check
I move on the low Ian never gone flex these niggas a talk but ain't dropping no at
I stepped in the street had to pave a way
Ain't follow no nigga I made a way
These niggas just really be riding waves
That hoe hit me up I can't save her don't hit me up later
Trying to go get it I did all this shit on my own fuck a favor
Ain't showing love now so don't show me nun later don't care for opinions so fuck all the haters yeah
Watch how niggas change like the seasons
You can keep the fake love ion need it
Heart so cold young nigga been freezing
At war with myself Ian fighting no demons
Up late young nigga been dreaming
Out all night young nigga been scheming
Get em knocked off they don't need no reason
Lights out they ain't hear that boi screaming
Been on my shit trying to get me a Patek
I want all my racks to get stuffed in the attic
Saving my money I lose it I'm damaged
I'm walking alone they ain't seeing me panic
You winning they witchu you lose they vanish
The same young nigga I never was acting
Pray all my bros in the streets never lacking
They talk on the net but ain't causing no damage
They talk on the net but ain't causing no damage
They talk on the net but ain't causing no damage
That's one way you lose yo respect
I hopped off the net

Written by:
Tristan Floyd

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