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don't lack - king boom lyrics

[intro: 051 boom]
war in chiraq

[chorus: 051 boom]
got more bodies than iraq (yeah), these young n*ggas out here strapped (they strapped)
all we do, smoke dope and trap (that loud)
it’s a war going on in chiraq (ayy)
don’t lack, don’t lack (nah, i can’t do it)
got more bodies than iraq (yeah), these young n*ggas out here strapped (they strapped)
all we do, smoke dope and trap (that dope)
it’s a war going on in chiraq (ayy, chiraq, chiraq)
don’t lack, don’t lack (i can’t do it)

[verse: 051 boom]
getting that money, [?] sh*t on them haters
breaking down kush and i roll it in vegas
we can go get it, my n*ggas ain’t waiters
you playing both sides and i never liked traitors
step out your crib, now you clutching your glock
raised by the streets ’cause i ain’t had a pops
stuck on this block, rep all i got, ducking the cops, bustin’ at opps
it’s a cold world, youngin’ gotta have heart
got a locked box, getting stopped by the narcs
i’m up in that park, i’ll probably buy shots
r.i.p streetz, big a, an lil marc
life and the stress, so a n*gga blow dope
me against the world got my back against the rope
trap all i know, drill all i know
i ain’t scared of death, real n*ggas scared going broke
i had to go get it ’cause nothing was given
chasing that money, ain’t chasing no women
you try to survive, then they throw you in prison
no money, yo books, barely get visits
a real n*gga in it, i gotta win it, gotta survive, no [?] in my eyes
run up on me, you n*ggas gon’ die, suicide
i’m here to win it, gotta survive
look at my eyes, run up on me, you n*ggas die, suicide
[chorus: 051 boom & lil james]
got more bodies than iraq (yeah), these young n*ggas out here strapped (they strapped)
all we do, smoke dope and trap (that loud)
it’s a war going on in chiraq (ayy)
don’t lack, don’t lack (nah, i can’t do it)
got more bodies than iraq (yeah), these young n*ggas out here strapped (they strapped)
all we do, smoke dope and trap (that dope)
it’s a war going on in chiraq (ayy, chiraq, chiraq, lil jone)
don’t lack, don’t lack (i can’t do it)

[verse: lil james]
there’s a war going on, chiraq, n*ggas can’t get a job, so they trapped
tryna hit a l!ck dressed in all black, quick stain, yeah, a n*gga need that (come here)
on the grind, i ain’t got no time, college boy, but i’ma shine
shorty out here busting that iron, white girl out here buying them lines
people in my city crying, these young teens out here dying
all this black*on*black crime, pulling bad b*tches at babies and [?] (d*mn)
go hard or go home, don’t call my phone, unless it’s some money
stop texting my phone, just leave me alone, these thots acting funny
young n*gga tryna chase that sack, in my city, you gotta watch your back
get money, whack, i’ll cl!ck clack, don’t lack, it’s a war in chiraq (uh*huh)
[?] you in my neck, feeling blessed, i ‘ont [?], left ’em in the front, we pulling in the back, don’t lack (don’t lack)
don’t lack, don’t lack (don’t lack)
don’t lack, don’t lack (don’t lack)

- king boom lyrics

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