[Intro]
Yeah, we goin' to war, yeah we going to war
(Treetime)

[Chorus]
Fuck the war you wanted, this the war you gettin'
Fuck the war you wanted, this the war you get
Yeah, fuck the war you wanted, this the war you get
Yeah, the more you don't want it, the more you'll get
Yeah, fuck em' to be honest, because they far from shit

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, this the last song, you gettin' till Alivë hit, yeah
I was in a Z65 she sucked my privates, yeah
Imma dress myself, the fuck, I don't need no stylist, yeah
When I walk inside this building, I'm the flyest
I might be high every night, but I still tryin', yeah
Send some shots up to the sky, while we was drivin', yeah
This perc just told me, I'm OD, but I ain't dyin' yet, yeah
I lost my bitch, I cut 'em off myself, I ain't cryin'
I still ask myself, how the fuck I get this Cayenne
I just asked myself, how the fuck I've been flyin'

[Verse 1]: Yeat
I just asked myself, how the fuck have I ain't died yet
They said I'm gon' be the hardest, and told em' I ain't even tried yet
Yeah, walkin' up on this perky, dozed off
Yeah, bull the kid like a bulldozer
Yeah, I was on sixty-fifth, right by Saks Fifth
Yeah, you playin' like it's April 1st, bitch It's April 5th
Yeah, you're bitch she slide through, and she just drank my kids
Walked inside this Louis Vuitton, and spend my bands
Yeah, I don't even know no more, I don't even exist
The X got rid of all my emotions, no more tears
Let's see how long you going for, I told them years
I was In that wide-body, I can barely steer
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, we goin' to war
Yeah, we goin' to war
Yeah, yeah, we goin' to war
Yeah, yeah, we goin' to war
Yeah, yeah, we goin' to war
Yeah, yeah, we goin' to war
Yeah, yeah, we goin' to war
Yeah, you ain't goin' nowhere

[Verse 2]
I can't feel no more, I can't feel no more
I can't feel no more, I can't feel no more
I know she's just a whore, yeah she's just a whore
Yeah, slidin' in that Z8, I'm in twenty, thousand and four
I gotta go through TSA, the airport
Yeah, brand new tee on my body, no this not Teflar (upside down)
They ain't even read, bout nothin', they don't need to know that part
Yeah, y'all career been outta gas, you ain't make it that far
Why would I not take the Xan, that's what's it's there for
Why would I not take this Oxy, that's what's it's there for
Why would I not be on Codeine, It's what's it's there for
If you want to take it from me, yeah we goin' to war

(Yeah, we goin' to war, yeah we going to war )
(Treetime)
[Chorus]
Fuck the war you wanted, this the war you gettin'
Fuck the war you wanted, this the war you get
Yeah, fuck the war you wanted, this the war you get
Yeah, the more you don't want it, the more you'll get
Yeah, fuck em' to be honest, because they far from shit

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, this the last song, you gettin' till "ALIVË" hit, yeah
I was in a G65 she sucked my privates, yeah
Imma dress myself, the fuck, I don't need no stylist, yeah
When I walk inside this building, I'm the flyest
I might be high every night, but I still tryin', yeah
Send some shots up to the sky, while we was drivin', yeah
This perc just told me, I'm OD, but I ain't dyin' yet, yeah
I lost my bitch, I cut 'em off myself, I ain't cryin'
I still ask myself, how the fuck I get this Cayenne
I just asked myself, how the fuck I've been flyin'