Young Stoner Life, T-Shyne, Lil keed, Big Sean - Warrior (feat. T-Shyne, Lil Keed & Big Sean)

Keed, talk to 'em Warrior, warrior (warrior), warrior, warrior (ah) Warrior, warrior (woo), warrior, warrior (ah) Warrior, warrior (let's go), warrior, warrior (woo) Shoot it up like we at the fuckin' gun range (brr) I was on the block, nigga, selling your ring Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs Now my freak hoes all at my crib (Keed, talk to 'em) I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed I ran it up, show respect to Nip F&N stick, we got extra clips Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips Check out my drip, everything is Rick All of this money, I stack it like Ritz (woah) Yeah, I'm a dog just like I was a pit (grr) He said he move pounds, but he just sold a zip (a zip) I be backstage, I'm too lit for the VIP (yeah) Just got the crib, I'm with Vito and Strick (Slatt) Malibu life, niggas finally rich (woo) All of these diamonds, I live like a prince (yeah) These niggas pussy, they gettin' exposed (exposed) My new girl look like she come right outta Vogue (Vogue) Paid for her shoes and I paid for her toes (yeah) I'm so high, I can't go shopping at Lowe's I'm having racks in my pockets, of course (let's go) These niggas snitchin', they work for the force (let's go) Bitch, I'm up, might buy crib and a horse (horse) There's only one me, ain't no multiple choice Pull up on your block, then we spin that shit (spin that) Hanging out the roof, yeah, we won't miss (no) Every nigga with me, yeah, they got drip (drip) I was out in LA with a Hollywood bitch (yeah) Hangin' with my opp, get shot (get shot) I'm a warrior, tearin' up the block (warrior) Trap nigga, makin' money off the clock (woo) Give me top and I told her, "Don't stop" (Keed, talk to em) Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, ah) Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, woo), warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, ah) Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, let's go) Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, woo) Shoot it up like we at the fuckin' gun range (brr) I was on the block, nigga, selling your ring Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs Now my freak hoes all at my crib (Keed, talk to 'em) I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed I ran it up, show respect to Nip F&N stick, we got extra clips Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips (damn) Bitch I'm that pressure, I fuck up the extras (woah, woah) They did everything that they could, except catch up I'm cut from that cloth that you can't even measure The girl of your dreams for real makin' my bed up (for real) Been eatin' forever, I ain't even fed up (for real) G-lock on me, I be set for the setup I got her in love and we ain't even met up Don't ask me for shit, don't even ask me no questions Nobody work harder than ones who ain't beggin' I was then, now, and I'm next (next) And I'm goin' Dray, Klay, and Steph (woah) Warrior, warrior, warrior (damn) I'm in Euphoria, Waldorf Astoria Get the deal done, I'm callin' the lawyers up (brr) Slide out to dinner, and it's already finished They needin' my signature while I'm still ordering (boy) Self progress, I ain't pressed or impressed Die 'fore I digress and I got no regrets (no) And we wipe out the opps 'til they got no one left Flesh and my flesh goin' young DMX Told 'em 2015 that we way up, we blessed (blessed) Nigga, I got no time to be stressin' bout stress (no) Feel reincarnated, B.I.G I guess it is life after death, lil' bitch Keed, talk to 'em Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, ah) Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, woo), warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, ah) Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, let's go) Warrior (warrior), warrior (warrior, woo) Shoot it up like we at the fuckin' gun range (brr) I was on the block, nigga, selling your ring Yeah, I talk to her, gotta get it authentic Yeah, Porsche 911, came panoramic Shootin' this stick, yeah, we aim at the ribs Now my freak hoes all at my crib (Keed, talk to 'em) I'm the best dressed, doin' the dab, I killed I ran it up, show respect to Nip F&N stick, we got extra clips Yeah, we hit head, legs, and lips