Start A War Lyrics

(Chorus) x2
Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we're fighting for
All that I say, you always say more

(Verse 1)
Tears on my face, blood on my LeBron's
I'm sitting here with my partner in my arms
I knew that he could possibly be gone
'Cause I said his name and I didn't get a response
We was like brothers used to hang tight
We used to wear the same clothes, rode the same bike
We even fucked the same hoe, we were the same height
I played sports ,he was more into the game life
A cap before the call, extended clip
He started stealing cars ,all we had different wills
Shawty came in one hundred never flip or squeal
But I never seen the demons he was dealing with
Shit happened so fast
All I heard was shots and broke glass
I just remember being so mad
But I had to play dead until them niggers drove past

(Chorus)
Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we're fighting for
All that I say, you always say more

(Verse 2)
The word on the street he knew this bird named Patrice
He sold her brother a couple pounds of herb in the key
I know where he stay, where he serve, where he be
Swerv , hit the curb, in a blur he asleep
My partner was a well known finesse
But it hurt my heart to see him pale on the stretcher
Ground the chopper got the shells off the dresser
I'm stressin' 'cause I never felt this kind of pressure
My nigga hit him with the dumb and brick special
It's only so long before they gonna catch him
Do I mean what my partner did was disrespectful
Do I make it about revenge either way I feel regretful
So we join the side of my home boy Caprice
Grind strap to the home of Patrice
If we get caught I know we all go off the creek as well
We known in the streets, if it's on then it's beef
It's hard to sleep when you're

(Chorus)
Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we're fighting for
All that I say, you always say more

(Verse 3)
The perfect time to do a crime is when the night fall
Before we hit the corner turn the lights off
Plastic gloves make sure all the burners white dove
And we killin any witnesses if they might talk
That's when I started second guessing
Is this all just a lesson
I do music for a living shawty this ain't my profession
And all my niggas killers, so who am I impressing?
I feel like a tray in the back of that impala
The closer we get, my decision getting harder
Do I listen to my friends or do I listen to my father
'Cause I know them niggas gonna be coming back tomorrow

(Outro)
Stop the car bro
(Close enough to start a war)
Let me out right here bro
(All that I have is on the floor)
Look for y'all, my niggas be safe cuz
(God only knows what we're fighting for)