Sword Fights lyrics

[Intro]
Not for no
This ain't for them suburban kids
This is for them n*ggas that’s from the curb, n*gga
This is for them n*ggas that's gon' go the furthest extent about what they believe in, n*gga
This is for them n*ggas who gon’ go ten toes about what they believe in
And they gon' face all they fears
They not gon' tuck their tail
And they not gon' hide (Hrrr)

[Verse]
I'm in the kitchen with a dirty blender
Fresh as hell but all my life they know I've been a dirty n*gga
Trick you out the dot, motherf*cker, I'm a nasty dealer
They know I took thеy sh*t and I ain't pay ’em, go ahead ask them n*ggas
I don’t hang it out thе window, jump out the car and I get nasty with it
The way I dish that rock in the spot I'm Steve Nashin’ n*ggas
Ain't no za right now I got dog and glass for n*ggas
I broke it all down, I got hats and slats for n*ggas
Don't call my phone n*gga, you could meet me, I'll drop the dot
Hand over my mouth when I talk, they probably watching the spot
I know how to move b*tch, I’m in this sh*t to win it
I'ma squeeze it 'til it's empty every time I stand on business
They know how the f*ck I'm coming I got that feeling in my stomach
Why YSL can't go like Gunna?
Phone sound funny, change my number
Mind of a maniac, dope boy I'm livin' proof
I watch auntie snort a deuce, then the b*tch went cahoots
Once it's up, we can't truce
When I jump out, I'ma shoot
I walk down and get my man, broad day, won't leave a clue
Didn't two times get hit for doing all that lying sh*t?
Acting like they slide on sh*t, broad day, like blood, it's mine and sh*t
My b*tch said something wrong with you
When I think about it, you probably right
But let a n*gga speak on them boys, I drop that bag, he'll die tonight
I really grew up in a war zone, couldn't tell you about a happy home
I'm trying to get the package gone, more white on me than Post Malone
I've been through the worst of it
I done put in dirt for it
Put n*ggas on a shirt for it
When I die, I go out like a legend
My daddy died on his block, BK brought me some new opps
I put n*ggas in a box
They say I'm movin' kinda hot
Link with them boys just drop the dot
Them n*ggas move like Papa Doc
Jump out the car on them, he shot
He tried to scream and prayed to God
Can only tell you 'bout what I did
Can only tell you 'bout what I saw
Can't tell a cracker sh*t at all
Long live them boys and free my dogs
Jump out the window, bop them n*ggas
If it's a issue with them n*ggas
Switch get to switchin' on you n*ggas
Click go to clitchin' on you n*ggas
I got dope residue on my Amiris, motherf*ckers
Spent seven thousand on some earrings, I can't hear you, motherf*ckers
I'm paranoid with the clock, don't wanna be near you, motherf*ckers
I make my b*tch drive for me, I know she gon' slide for me
If they blitz the spot right now, I know that she gon' lie for me
Slabs go for two for five hundred
b*tch better not play with my money
I used to be a corner boy, could tell you a bunch of corner stories
I never once wanted the glory, b*tch, I was in it for the money
Relationships with the junkie, turn me into auntie fave
Slung birds on the pavement, swung swords, hittin' faces
21B2159, a number that stay on my mind
You crackers gotta check out me, you n*ggas ain't even checked out me
By myself, I built the empire
Growing up, I used to watch The Wire
My mama know that's my favorite show
I can't go out like Proposition Joe