Lil $tunt - Warzone, Pt. 1 Lyrics

Picking up dope, I was just walking down the road
No, there ain't a soul that could've told or that even would
Cold wind slicing through my body, on my cocaine music, Yo Gotti
Heard somebody say, bro, I'ma catch your body
Turnt around quick, see that man that wasn't on me
So I keep my head down, keep my eyes looking around
It was my heart that made a drop, so damn loud in my thoughts
So damn quiet in the street you coulda heard a feather drop
Now I'm ready for anything, though I wasn't ready for anything
I had just picked up my pack, and of course forgot my strap
Tryna solve shit without violence, was given up some false guidance
I ain't buying it, f*cker out here still sliding shit
Turn a boy into a sinner, now that's how he pay for dinner
He ain't having inner thoughts when he out here popping dudes at random
Maybe, this shit wasn't random
All I knew, I had to get up out of that bitch just in case this f*cker have a tantrum
Strolling, keeping my eyes from rolling
You'd think it's Rolling Loud the way my eyes was open
Heard a scream and then a shot, and another one after it
I couldn't go in more detail but that ain't even half of it
Nerves shot, gotta get out of this joint
Before this dummy see me running and his shooting be on point
Assuming 30 rounds in his clip, fill it up with hollow tips
Shit that make your cranium rip, the shit that give titanium drip, bitch
Focused, I think he heard me tripping
Footsteps run around, no, he ain't catching my ass slipping
Never been in a situation I ain't been inside a whip before
Risking my life for my bros, you ain't gotta pay me for
Real shit, I think the f*cker running up
And he run with his gun out, so any problem coming up
He taking care of it, acting like I ain't even hearing it
So, quickly I took my cover while I'm sending my prayers up
My heart up in my throat and my fists was balling up
And I had a sense that death was slowly slowly crawling up
He going past me, act like he ain't even pass me
Leaving me with my heart speeding, I watch 'em as he turned the corner
He could've left me coroner, I think that dude bored of it
Left me shaking like a foreigner inside the S of A
Recapping my trauma like we in a A and A
Could've took me for bread, could've left me for dead
My thoughts is racing constantly, I can't get out of my head
Watching where I tread, ain't no play around like Ted
Ain't no discussing any yo business if you ain't f*ck with no feds
Ain't no heroes, I'm my own, running up a check on phones
I ain't need a loan, just leave me alone, I done this all alone
Coming up on my own, ain't no loyalty, bitch, feeling like I'm grown
Bitch, you better watch your tone, before I leave you all alone
I'm losing my good senses, bad shit leaking out my bones
Now anytime shit popping off, I'm popping off
I'm kicking shit like Agent Romanoff
I'm peeling out if I feel anything suspicious
I'm cleaning up the dishes, like a Boy Scout, leave no traces
I couldn't care less about familiar faces
Watch my pace, watch my face, watch the way I'm gonna pay
'Cause it could be the smallest move that could put you into your grave
I ain't going under, make that assumption
They ain't finna jump me at any major function, showing gumption
F*ck 'em, yeah it's f*ck 'em, bitch
F*ck 'em, yeah it's f*ck 'em, bitch