Letra de War Wounds - Rod Wave

Uh, say you want make the rules, break the rules

Ooh, (Shaking, shaking my head man)

Mm-hmm (Lookin' up to these old heads)

Change the rules and all

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I got war wounds, war wounds, war wounds

On my hands and on my face and in my heart

Say you want make the rules, break the rules

Change the rules and all

Yeah, ooh

Keep it going

I was lookin' up to some bitch niggas in 2009

I done spoke on robbers getting exposed, 2025

Nana taught me grind, jumped off the porch, boy, I been outside

My mama bright, earned my melanin inside the summertime

My grandma say I'm handsome, the judge he wanna sentence me

I got a set of keys in Georgia, Florida, Vegas, Tennessee

Natural thick shit inside my bed eating Jimmy Dean

Baby, I got dope inside the Jeep jus' like a Flenory

Pause that

Long live my nigga Flip, wish I could bring my dog back

Bitch, if you can't play the role you're sold, then you should fall back

Stop all of that hiding, come outside get your dog whacked

Man, these niggas all cap, these bitches always lyin'

And rats ain't real, shittin' all the time

Manipulation on the mind

I wish my uncle took his own advice

When he told me get the money, keep a low profile

I wish I knew then what I know now

War wounds, war wounds, war wounds (All these motherfuckin' war wounds)

On my hands and on my face and in my heart (All these motherfuckin' war wounds)

Say you want make the rules, break the rules

Change the rules and all

War wounds, war wounds, war wounds

On my hands and on my face and in my heart

Say you want make the rules, break the rules

Change the rules and all

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Heart still so cold

I looked into his eyes, I seen a little hope

And then he cracked a smile, he still got his pride

Keep doin' what you're doin', hold us real niggas down

No matter what you do, don't let us real niggas down

No, nigga, don't do it

Don't you let 'em down

Don't you let 'em down

Don't you let 'em down

No, nigga, don't do it

Don't do it

Don't do it

I swear to God, I got it

But fuck it

Free the mob, nigga

No, nigga, don't do it

Ayy, man, another thing, man, to cut this whole social network ass shit off, right?

A lot of you niggas big homies don't check y'all pussy ass when y'all do this whole

Fellating ass shit that y'all be doin' on the social network because guess what?

They fuck niggas, hahaha

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