War Drum

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Franky been waking up to them war drums for a minute now
F*ck am I to do
Back for the riches, clap of the hinges, it's shining on me
See you don't know me, I'm on a mission, your honey on me
I'm on my pen, I'm on the ten until they find me holy
I'm not a tenant, unattended is the field before me
Passion! Let me not skim on a lesson
Not my money on me, homie, that's a bigoted fashion
I'm in the nude, I need no food and this here's bigger then fashion
But you be hitting the mattress and I be liter then matches
Or maybe more lit, need a forklift, 'cause I'm beyond that bullshit
You be on that bullshit, I pee on that bullshit
No emotion, that's no shit, just hold
I told you I'm on ten, big goals
F*ck your noise bitch, you're loud, I'll be staying blind on boujee ass hoes
Yeah, I got a voice bitch, I'm proud, I don't need you fucking boujee ass clothes
Got a voice in my mind that is keeping me from sleeping like a war drum
Telling me that I should find another that would bother with my story, but I know none
Then you showed up, caught myself telling you the stories that I told no one
And I've heard love tales, now I'm thinking how the homie really hit a home run
You were giving me the feelings by the quarter for like four times, yeah that's a whole one
And I know a lot of dimes with a lot of styles, you don't give a f*ck that mine is an old one
Like I'm watching my reflection, I should mention you ain't guessing, you know where my soul run
Yeah, I got a voice in my mind that is keeping me from sleeping like a war drum
Shit, ain't it funny, I'm like an X, but I got you coming
I'm like a tortoise who's running towards and running from it
A little birdie just told me that homie had you humming
Ain't running away, I'm running forward, you see me coming
Can you see me running, can you see me my man
Like some too strong powder, damn, you need to cut it
Damn u need to cut it, damn u need to cut it
I ain't been on my happy shit until the words routed
'Til the rhymes I've been chopping got me unpolluted
And I don't care if I be popping, this shit's unrefuted
Em, Cole, Dot, don't need another undisputed
Still I been souping, munching letters, need to put some food in
Bigger then fashion, bigger then bank, hand me an edible, cool it
I'm globally damaging, fucking up poles, spreading them holes, cool it
Gas melt, no cap, what an inevitable doom is
Bitch you're clueless, yeah I got a voice in my
Got a voice in my mind that is keeping me from sleeping like a war drum
Telling me that I should find another that would bother with my story, but I know none
Then you showed up, caught myself telling you the stories that I told no one
And I've heard love tales, now I'm thinking how the homie really hit a home run
You were giving me the feelings by the quarter for like four times, yeah that's a whole one
And I know a lot of dimes with a lot of styles, you don't give a f*ck that mine is an old one
Like I'm watching my reflection, I should mention you ain't guessing, you know where my soul run
Yeah, I got a voice in my mind that is keeping me from sleeping like a war drum

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