Wara From The NBHD - Case Closed lyrics
rate me(Hook)
Heartaches and pain, yeah
Price of love, heartaches and pain, yeah
Price of
(Verse)
Nowadays I only write what I feel down
The wiser nigga, lesson in life as you grip the steel now
Don't miss your school, I'm only in this to kill y'all
My turn arrive and you otha niggas on will-call
Last week I got a phone call, it was my brother not down south
Love with the task of having murder the summer
Through the pressure you wonder cause he ain't leavin' the tin foil
It's thats funny because you would always played One Love
And I could relate to it, don't write in this letter boys don't cry
Thay said slugs and mommy got two jobs due to lack of education
And my pop's betta off in Jamaica, hard to make it in America
I guess he neva made it, huh
They said the shit is for the takin'
Why the rap game drinkin' and my whole city fakin'
Goddamn, I got views from the 6
Position that she's in got me lovin' my position
And no I'm neva switching but I told you that
So we don't got to go through that
And you know that I'm committed to the cases acquitted
(Hook)
Heartaches and pain, yeah
(I feel like I'm the best, ya know?)
Price of love, heartaches and pain, yeah
(I feel like I'm the best, ya know?)
Price of
(Verse 2)
What's luv, fuck luv, I don't feel that
Got fans now made it and made it and I don't really feel rap
Watch my videos, mistake me for a goofy nigga
But in real life I'm the first one to shoot a nigga
You see, it's only entertainment
And here's anotha free piece of mind fo' yo patience
New album out now and I hope you got your payments together for me
Cause we ain't really been fuckin' too much lately
But since the last time we did you told me no one was betta than me
And I was in her Wu-Tang fiber, cause she neva close her legs for me
And she always spread her wings for me, no matter what
See, I was in her Wu-Tang fiber, cause she neva close her legs for me
And she always spread her wings, uh
And now I'm on the rise and of course I'm losin' ties
But I don't think I give a fuck
Cause when on your way to heaven man I swear to put you through hell
Can't count the minor times they locked a nigga in jail
Aye, free my nigga Real
I heard ya need that good shit, ya know that it's for sale
Fuck going back nigga
That new nigga, they got get use to that
(Hook)
(I don't really think these niggas feel me)
Heartaches and pain, yeah
(Nah w' I'm sayn)
Price of love, heartaches and pain, yeah
(I feel like I'm the best, ya know?)
Price of
(I could do this shit all day)
Yeah
(This what they want-want)
(This what you want?)
(Verse 3)
Soon as I see my enemies I load up a clip
In case I gotta let these niggas know that I'm legit
You know that .38, hoe, 4,5,6
You know I with the shizs, man I luv takin' shits
My brother told me 'chill dawg', lemme handle the gunplay
You that that's my forte, you bubbling like sorbet
Plus, I can't afford no fuckin' court case
Save face, no trace for report sake
So I'm back up on my shit again
We connecting now there's no such thing as a middle man
So like a gentleman I introduce myself first
Thinking you a wild boy, well, muthafucka I'm worse
And cowboys got the gun drawn too
Who shot them in the ab? No clue
But let me tell you what you could do
Fo' whatever its worth right now I'm charging $500 for a verse
In 6 more months add two more 0's
Let me make it clear though for all you fucking weirdos
The robber finna tax like the government for deniro
And wax up in yo earholes
Uh
So tell me what you're here fo', uh
So tell me what we here fo', nigga
Welcome to the land where black man get guned down
From sun up to sun down
The cops still run down regardless if you innocent
Nigga, they come equipped fo' premeditated reasons to leave ya like broken sinks
You beta run now, coward!
Cause there ain't no fucking party in in the after-hours
And ain't no fathers up in the baby showers
They killin' us all off for thinking we all lost
Even if they think we won, nigga, the job ain't done, uh
Even if they think we won, my nigga, the job ain't done, yeah
