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summer, winter - wartime will lyrics

sliding thru the city like there’s grease on the streets
gas tank on e but everything on me (wipe me down)
thru the end zone, in a enzo
fresh nfl hat fresh bows wit the crease (wipe me down)
i’m that n*gga, how you figure?
real recognize real real n*ggas gon’ speak (wipe me down)
summer, winter, imma get it
you can tell i got cake by the golds in my t**th

slow creep down the street, i can only hear the beat
i cannot answer my phone, leave a message at the beep
you know n*ggas did me wrong, i was real as could be
i was down bad, talking down bad & they switched sides
i could always wonder why but i do not have the time
you could never have my back if you not have a spine
know i do it every time, summer and the winter time
but i never miss a meal, it’s time to eat, it’s dinner time

so i’m sliding thru the city like there’s grease on the streets
gas tank on e but everything on me, (wipe me down)
thru the end zone, in a enzo
fresh nfl hat fresh bows wit the crease

who is he? i keep it g, i might roll up in the jeep
i might have my music loud, know it’s beating down the street
might not wanna see win but that don’t mean a thing to me
i just keep it genuine, when i am in the place to be
they say to me that he could be most frequently on frequency
and i could see a sight to see i’m shining bright, i’m bright as bling
right as rain, i caught a stain, i’m off again, get off of him
they on my back, i’m bout to black, i can’t hold back, i’m on my mack
i’m that n*gga, how you figure?
real recognize real real n*ggas gon’ speak (wipe me down)
summer, winter, imma get it
you can tell i got cake by the golds in my t**th

- wartime will lyrics

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