Art of War (feat. Rv) - Fumez The Engineer & OBLADAET

We grew up broke, but, shit, we wanted more Now it's Versace print on a marble floor Had to shake a few homies because they heart ain't pure Keepin' your enemies close, that's the art of war Cop a brick and flip it, that's a easy check They hatin' on me but I never let 'em see me sweat Had to shake a few bitches because they heart ain't pure Play broke knowin' you got more, that's the art of war, yeah First they switch up then wanna clique up I'm a five-star general, I'll never slip up I'm at the pick up, I'm two steps ahead of 'em This the art of war, the manual to bread gettin' (Gettin' bread) All this drama in the game, It got my head spinnin' (Got my head spinnin') Why they talkin' on the phone when the feds listen? (When they listen) Fuck 'em, I just wanna ball, I want it all (I want it all) I seen a killa shed tears, realest shit I ever saw (I swear to God) Keep your enemies close, don't boast too much (Shh) Be careful with the bitch, man, she know too much (She knows too much) Cats get thirsty and they show their true colors I'm on magazine covers, stash house in the suburbs (In the cuts) Yeah, vac bags in the cupboards (In the cuts) No couches in the house, Just a wall full of hundreds (Full of hundreds) I tried tell 'em that I wanted more Berner, Coz Pacino go hard, it's the art of war We grew up broke, but, shit, we wanted more Now it's Versace print on a marble floor Had to shake a few homies because they heart ain't pure Keepin' your enemies close, that's the art of war Cop a brick and flip it, that's a easy check They hatin' on me but I never let 'em see me sweat Had to shake a few bitches because they heart ain't pure Play broke knowin' you got more, that's the art of war (Yo), yeah All I ever did was give handouts Never kept score, not worried 'bout how it panned out It was days I was down to my last five hundred In the streets hustlin', knowin' that I could die from it Everyone tellin' me that my time comin' Who got the plug on work? I'm tryna buy somethin' Ant gave me sixty and I tripled that The feelin' when the pack touch down, shit, we live for that I remember way back, dreamin' Now me and Bern rollin' up in the Maybach schemin' Through the sunroof I seen it, I ain't in it for the small fame Plus, over time, shit, we all change The money's in the cut, no one will ever know I hope I get to spend it, 'cause, shit, nothing's forever, though When I was young, they dealt me crumbs, but I wanted more All my enemies dead and broke, the art of war, yeah We grew up broke, but, shit, we wanted more Now it's Versace print on a marble floor Had to shake a few homies because they heart ain't pure Keepin' your enemies close, that's the art of war Cop a brick and flip it, that's a easy check They hatin' on me but I never let 'em see me sweat Had to shake a few bitches because they heart ain't pure Play broke knowin' you got more, that's the art of war

I am my brother's keep And I'll keep you as close as I need to, but trust? I trust you as far as I can reach you And I can't reach that far Please don't tell me lies, tell my face, okay I did came alive, and they safe, okay Prayin' through the night, say my grace, okay I'm the number one, no, it ain't no race Even if I lost, you can't take my place I'm a fuckin' boss, watch me chase my cake Dip me if you want, come and make my day Some niggas on my block that you say don't play You can't hold me, muthafucka, you don't know me Watch me rise up to the top, and do it slowly They all devils in disguise, they can only Told me lies, now thеy turn me to a cold piece I don't wanna bе your friend, I don't want to shake your hand Please don't come within, I don't want to make amends Do you copy it? What I'm sayin' Fuck with me, li'l bitch, I want revenge I'ma real one, yeah, a real one They be dissin' me, don't put no mention If it's money that be had, I'ma get some If they got turn they head, they ain't did none Don't pay attention what they say, fuck them bitches Lost some friends along the way, they get division They like the way I sway, my pivot Got it made, okay, no, I skipped some I'ma say this once, not again, li'l bitch You are not my folks, not my friend, li'l bitch Traded on the line and it still, li'l bitch Ay, fuck you, it is what it is, li'l bitch My loyalty is real, I'm just built like this Can't help it that I'm out here in the field like this I could say it's over, and I still might diss Really got the somethin' that's why they steal my shit I'm just one-of-a-kind, and I know it Try to knock me off my pivot, and it's showin' I'm a top-tier bitch, I'm the coldest To not go through shit, I'm appointed I don't wanna be your friend, I don't want to shake your hand Please don't come within, I don't want to make amends Do you copy it? What I'm sayin' Fuck with me, li'l bitch, I want revenge I'ma real one, yeah, a real one They be dissin' me, don't put no mention If it's money that be had, I'ma get some If they got turn they head, they ain't did none Don't pay attention what they say, fuck them bitches Lost some friends along the way, they get division They like the way I sway, my pivot Got it made, okay, no, I skipped some