Meek Mill – War Stories

Meek Mill – War Stories Lyrics

Artist: Meek Mill
Song: War Stories

I remember when I was much younger than now
I used to sit and listen to the news
I was the only child
Another day and another man

Wishin’ daddy would come home
Me and mom sittin’ deep at night
Uh
It was all good last week (All good)

We linked up and made a move and now we don’t even speak
It was only ’bout a twenty piece, it weren’t even deep
It was more about respect, felt like you was comin’ at my neck
So I called it

Like a man said, it ain’t really ’bout a check
But when we drop, lose seven grams on that
He ain’t comin’ back, and I can’t f#ck with that (I can’t)
We gotta swap it out (We gotta swap it out)

He said some fly sh#t back, I told him watch his mouth
He said some sh#t again, I hung up, then got watch his house
Caught his homie in the mall, that weekend, knocked him out
Think it’s sweet, we been gettin’ money, but now we poppin’ out

Ain’t throwin’ flags, we droppin’ tabs, send n#gg#s rockin’ out
I ain’t give a sh#t back, God come and get that (Come get it)
n#gg# hung the phone up on me, tell the dawgs, sick that
Bunch of hitters on the corner, they’re like “Where his pic at?”

Scrollin’ up and down his page, they’re like “Where his b#tch at?”
Where she live at? That one war we gon’ lay (We gon’ lay)
Let the money too go by, they gon’ pay (They gon’ pay)
More than [?] we gon’ drive the MIA

And when we see ’em, homicide, right away
It ain’t no trench in the ghetto, tryna dance with the devil
Uzi on me, n#gg#, I do the shuffle
Heard they lurkin’ at my main b#tch crib, it’s to a whole ‘nother level

They watch my show, they better hope I don’t catch ’em
Rockin’ Dickies on a whole ‘nother schedule (I am)
God with fifty, what I’m totin’ is special
Might as well tell your n#gg#s “Get a shovel”

‘Cause you a dead man walkin’ from the sh#t you talkin’
Could’ve been late night, any pain, he could’ve ran your pocket
Funeral, certain n#gg#s cryin’ like they was [?]
My n#gg#s swervin’, doin’ murders and n#gg#s dyin’

I send my youngin’ do the drill while he was high
Made him swerve, hit your whip, DUI
n#gg#, I rather see you dead, before I f#ckin’ see you cry
You put money all on my head, I ain’t scared, we ain’t hide

n#gg#, you know we ain’t your main, when we seen [?] slide
Yeah, you slid in my dawg, but when you hit him, he ain’t die
That sh#t crazy, when you beefin’ with your man and them
I used to love you, but now it’s crazy, I wanna see you sniff some [?] again

Hangin’ out the van again, we offense over defense
And we playin’, we ain’t playin’ with them
My dawg got killed with his Rollie on
Forty on his hand, tryna blow it off

When I was at the funeral, it really got me trauma
When I seen his momma goin’ up
I said “f#ck it, we gon’ go to war”
FNs, XDs, AKs, SKs

Shinin’ when he hit, look like an Audemar
And I ain’t hear when they was talkin’, I was on the call
But the morale of the story is
They don’t be doin’ that sh#t to us that they be doin’ to y’all

Bulletproof on all the cars
Security and Bentley trucks, we movin’ like it’s auto-war
It’s lookin’ beautiful, another opp, another funeral
Them hitters get to stainin’ all on you, where they know viewin’ you

Welcome to the dark side, come party in your cubicles
Them boys get to grappin’ you, spin ’em like a hula-hoop
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From the album:
Dreams and Nightmares (Deluxe Edition) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2012