War Stories Lyrics – Meek Mill

[Intro: Meek Mill]
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
Wishing daddy would come home
Me and mom sitting deep at night
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[Verse: Meek Mill]
It was all good last week (All good)
We linked up and made a move and now, we don't even speak (No)
It was only 'bout a twenty piece, it wasn't even deep (It don't)
It was more about respect, felt like you was coming 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 every onion coming back
And I can't f**k 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 (Yo, watch your mouth)
He said some sh!t again, I hung up, then got watch his house
Caught his homie in the mall that week and knocked him out
Think it's sweet, we getting money, but now we popping out
Ain't throwing flags, we dropping tabs
Send n!ggas rocking out (F**k 'em)
I ain't giving sh!t back, God come and get that (Come get it)
N!gga hung the phone up on me
Tell the dawgs, "Sick that" (Spin 'em on it)
Bunch of hitters on the corner
They're like, "Where his pic at?" (Where his page?)
Scrolling up and down his page
They're like, "Where his b!tch at?" (Where his b!tch?)
Where she live at? They want war, we gone lay (We gone lay)
Let the money too go by, they gone pay (They gone pay)
Memorial weekend, we gone drive to MIA (We gone drive)
And when we see 'em, homicide, right away
It ain't no church in the ghetto, tryna dance with the devil
Uzi on me, n!gga, I do the shuffle
Heard they lurking at my main b!tch crib
It's to a whole 'nother level
They want my soul, they better hope I don't catch 'em
Rocking D!ckies on a whole 'nother schedule (I am)
Dawg with fifty, what I'm toting is special
Might as well tell your n!ggas, "Go get a shovel"
'Cause you a dead man walking from the sh!t you talking
Caught him at a late night and he panic, hit him while he parking
Funeral, certain n!ggas crying like they was riding (Riding)
My n!ggas swerving, doing murders and n!ggas dying (Dying)
I send my younging to do the drill while he was high (Brrt)
Made him swerve, hit your whip, DUI
N!gga, I'd rather see you dead before I f**king see you cry
You put money all on my head, I ain't scared, we ain't hide
N!gga, you know we hit your man, when we seen you, you ain't slide
Yeah, you slid and hit my dawg, but when you hit him, he ain't die
That sh!t crazy, when you beefing with your man and them
I used to love you, but now it's crazy
I wanna see you as stiff as a mannequin
Hanging out the van again, we offense over defense
And we plan when they play 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 gave me trauma
When I seen his momma going on
I said, "F**k it, we gone go to war"
FNs, XDs, AKs, SKs
Shiny when it hit, look like a Audemar
And I ain't hear when they was talking, I was on a call
But the moral of the story is
They don't be doing that sh!t to us that they be doing to y'all
Bulletproof on all the cars
Security and Bentley trucks, we moving like it's auto-war
It's looking beautiful, another opp, another funeral
Them hitters get to staining all on you, it ain't no viewing you
Welcome to the dark side, gun powder in your cuticles
Them boys get to grabbing you, shh, spin 'em like a hula hoop