(2Zen Lyrics) Why are we going to wars? One banging blue, one banging red coats Got weapons on em, wanna up the score Gotta be thankful im not in a boat Her nigga fighting wars while she acting like a whore What’s the point of greed if your gon’ keep on asking for sum more Winning wars murder all she wrote All my dead homies I’ll pour you up a four If y’all ever die its gon’ strike me in the core Gonna tell my grandkids about the lore Sometimes I forget, need faith in the lord Wake up and forget Please save me I don’t wanna live this lifestyle shit crazy In this world we ain’t living for free Didn’t ask to be here but now i gotta get a degree Afraid to let her down don’t wanna leave her in grief She already felt that feeling I don’t wanna repeat But it’s getting into my head I think I need to breathe Yeah I know my mama tryna trust and believe Why are we going to wars? One banging blue, one banging red coats Got weapons on em, wanna up the score Gotta be thankful im not in a boat Her nigga fighting wars while she acting like a whore What’s the point of greed if your gon’ keep on asking for sum more Winning wars murder all she wrote All my dead homies I’ll pour you up a four If y’all ever die its gon’ strike me in the core Gonna tell my grandkids about the lore
(2Zen Lyrics)
Why are we going to wars?
One banging blue, one banging red coats
Got weapons on em, wanna up the score
Gotta be thankful im not in a boat
Her nigga fighting wars while she acting like a whore
What’s the point of greed if your gon’ keep on asking for sum more
Winning wars murder all she wrote
All my dead homies I’ll pour you up a four
If y’all ever die its gon’ strike me in the core
Gonna tell my grandkids about the lore
Sometimes I forget, need faith in the lord
Wake up and forget
Please save me
I don’t wanna live this lifestyle shit crazy
In this world we ain’t living for free
Didn’t ask to be here but now i gotta get a degree
Afraid to let her down don’t wanna leave her in grief
She already felt that feeling I don’t wanna repeat
But it’s getting into my head I think I need to breathe
Yeah I know my mama tryna trust and believe
Why are we going to wars?
One banging blue, one banging red coats
Got weapons on em, wanna up the score
Gotta be thankful im not in a boat
Her nigga fighting wars while she acting like a whore
What’s the point of greed if your gon’ keep on asking for sum more
Winning wars murder all she wrote
All my dead homies I’ll pour you up a four
If y’all ever die its gon’ strike me in the core
Gonna tell my grandkids about the lore