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War Pain

Omelly, Meek Mill12 Jan 2017

War Pain Lyrics

 

War Pain - Omelly/Meek Mill

Location Toronto

 

Status five star hotel Four Seasons

 

Them chumps right upstairs

They know not to come down here playin' no real niggas

 

Mood I'm still up countin' five hundred thousand cash

 

Nicki in the bedroom sleep life is good

 

I've been in my cell for a week straight

 

Locked down 24 no more Philip's Steak

 

Damn sh*t's so real it seems fake

 

Damn let me take 'em to the green gate

 

When we was sellin' white girl

 

Audemar shinin' like it need a light bill

 

These niggas dick ride like they don't even like girls

 

A hundred thousand for the jet yeah that's the flight bill

 

Damn cost four bricks to go to the LIV ni**a

 

Whole squad on some sh*t that's how we live ni**a

 

Twentyfive bad b**ches what we did ni**a

 

That's fifty different Louboutins bleedin' red ni**a

 

Whew I ain't blood and I ain't crippin' neither

 

On the phone with the plug talkin' Justin Bieber

 

I made a milly last week and I ain't touch it neither

 

Straight cash tryna give 'em straight gas

 

Catch you out in Brooklynget your chain tookin'

 

My Philly boys'll creep up on you when you ain't lookin'

 

With your lil memesI be with the real queen

Screamin' free the real Premewe be doin' real things

Pull up with a bad b**ch whippin' somethin' real mean

Marchin' all these f**kin' drums on me like a drill team

I be with my young niggas all they know is kill things

 

Don't make me make a real scene uh

 

See an OVO chain probably take that sh*t

 

Said dreamin' wasn't enough we had to chase that sh*t

 

You ain't write it' ni**a we caught ya can't erase that sh*t

And you claimin' you HOV now

Why you state that sh*t

 

Man I hate that sh*t niggas be talkin' out they face

But soon as you body somethin' they be singin' like they Drake

 

Wait niggas dancin' like they fruitcakes

 

Hotline Bling don't get no bing up in this new Wraith

Pull up on the plug swap that bag with the suitcase

 

DC 4 on the way that's ni**a's due date

 

Robbed you in your city and you told

 

Tory from the 6 you hatin' on him Lord knows

 

Culture vulture now it's time to pay the tolls

Soft as the lacrosse team boy that's word to HOV

 

No reply word to God I'm on the floor still

 

Me and Nicki watchin' the Sixers I'm closin' more deals

 

Dreamchasers' double MG we got the door sealed

Roc Nation Atlantic Records I'm on my fourth deal

 

When I met you you was on my dick

Asked me to hold the DC chain now you on some sh*t

Omelly told me get it back cause he's like boy's a b**ch

And I'm like let him get it took cause we gon' charge 'em trips

 

F**k boy huh charge you triple the way this real ni**a stamp

 

Chasers ahh

 

Location Philly

 

Mood Glock with 30

 

Status triple OG

 

Never been disrespected without retaliation chump

 

I've been in the hood for like a year straight

Sippin' dirty it be hard for me to stand straight

 

Damn it's time to cut the dead weight

 

I'm tryna turn my CLS into a red Wraith

 

When I was sellin' hard crack you was scared straight

 

I dropped 9 and bought the Rollie with the red face

 

Meek the one that got the mil the one that got the deal

 

I'm still lampin' with the shooters and they poppin' pills

These niggas like to rap diss they get popped for real

It's time to son these p**sy rappers I'm their pop for real

I'm the type to f**k your mom cause she's a thot for real

 

And I ain't got one my pump playin' shot gun

 

Quarter back that Glock Cam Newtonand you catch a hot one

 

And for the fam I'll keep shootin' until the cops come

 

Reload double back hold up cause I got one

 

Official only respect official and you are not one

 

No we are not them we be on some other sh*t

Deep in them trenches duckin' narcotics and the government

Tracin' the dollar flippin' that product tryna double sh*t

Chewing like it's double mint

Man who you niggas f**kin' with

 

Hah hey Meek Mill man

I'mma start running down on these niggas too

 

Real rap these niggas soft and they frauds check DC record ni**a

We flaw less any ni**a stepped up to the f**kin' plate got rolled over

 

I ain't just talkin' to be talkin' ni**a check the resume

 

How many times we got to f**k the city up

For you niggas to pay homage

 

F**k you niggas talking about ni**a

Slide through 20 deep

 

I'm talkin' about

7 Rolls Royces 3 Maybachs 20 Rollies 30 Cubans

 

25 bad b**ches 25 Chanel bags 6 Caddie trucks jumbo jets

 

Stop playin' ni**a we came from nothin'

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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