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Hunnet Round - At War Wit Myself Lyrics



Hunnet Round - At War Wit Myself Lyrics




My worst enemy is my mind , I can't let no nigga fwm...
I been on my grind in my own lane , I'm staying sucker free...
I vent in my rhymes and speak my peace , address the f*ckery...
I told you I gotchu so I gotchu , bitch you stuck wit me...
I'm at war wit myself when I die that's when I'll rest in peace...
2 rags on my ankle , ima gangsta so rest the p...
Slide on that nigga if he talking bout he stepped on me...
So many niggas slept on me when I gave them the recipe...

I done helped too many eat , I'm who they pretend to be...
Y-g r-u r-e-a-d-y-y , bitch I'm in these streets...
This shit perfect timing , I been grinding fa my family...
2 kids that I'm stepping fa & I'll be damned you step on me...
Grape st to the left on me , ik they gone step fa me...
They got much respect fa me they know Hunnet gone keep it g...
Put me on front line I'm slanging iron , best believe ima squeeze...
That lil bitch ain't mine but if she ridin , best believe ima grease...
Hittin her from behind , f*ck it I'm buying , hoe you need some weave?
She know ima slime , she bump my rhymes & keep me on repeat...
That lil bitch so fine , she suck me good & always roll my weed...
She bangin the hood , she know what's good , so she respect the p...

My worst enemy is my mind , I can't let no nigga fwm...
I been on my grind in my own lane , I'm staying sucker free...
I vent in my rhymes and speak my peace , address the f*ckery...
I told you I gotchu so I gotchu , bitch you stuck wit me...
I'm at war wit myself when I die that's when I'll rest in peace...
2 rags on my ankle , ima gangsta so rest the p...
Slide on that nigga if he talking bout he stepped on me...
So many niggas slept on me when I gave them the recipe...

All of these pussy ass nigga be snitching , most of these duck ass bitches be witness...
Hard on a hoe have her hooked like Whitney , I want all smoke , big blunts like phillies...
I smoke runtz , no midget & I cant front no tickets , you want it you spending...
Ion want the cunt you can keep it , you said that it's free ? I'm straight , you bitches to friendly...
Learned that shit at the beginning , if it's that easy then ion need it hoe tease me...
I got the mind of a menace , I get it , I kill it , face down ass up please me...
Hoe said that she gone leave , come here lil bitch let me grease , I bet you don't leave me...
Hoe know she really need me , I be the reason , that that lil pussy be leaking...
When the drac shake , shit quake , we gone put em under...
When we slidin , aint no hidin , I just paid lil bra some commas...
Yea they riding , ian lien , we ain't stopping til they under...
Pull up skrrt skrrt skrrt , .762s out a hummer...
Ian the type to start the drama , I'm the type to solve the drama...
You the type to call ya mama , have her run & tell ya honor...
Ian the type to start the drama , I'm the type to solve the drama...
You the type to call ya mama , have her run & tell ya honor...
All of that wolfin , homie must think ima pussy ? Know I slang iron & im bussin...
End of discussion , give you head trauma, concussion , if you get by then you lucky...
I'm screaming FuKKKem , I got my strap out in public , ill be damned if I tuck it...
I'm sippin tussin , smoking on something that's musty , loud aroma so disgusting...
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My worst enemy is my mind , I can't let no nigga fwm...
I been on my grind in my own lane , I'm staying sucker free...
I vent in my rhymes and speak my peace , address the f*ckery...
I told you I gotchu so I gotchu , bitch you stuck wit me...
I'm at war wit myself when I die that's when I'll rest in peace...
2 rags on my ankle , ima gangsta so rest the p...
Slide on that nigga if he talking bout he stepped on me...
So many niggas slept on me when I gave them the recipe...

I done helped too many eat , I'm who they pretend to be...
Y-g r-u r-e-a-d-y-y , bitch I'm in these streets...
This shit perfect timing , I been grinding fa my family...
2 kids that I'm stepping fa & I'll be damned you step on me...
Grape st to the left on me , ik they gone step fa me...
They got much respect fa me they know Hunnet gone keep it g...
Put me on front line I'm slanging iron , best believe ima squeeze...
That lil bitch ain't mine but if she ridin , best believe ima grease...
Hittin her from behind , f*ck it I'm buying , hoe you need some weave?
She know ima slime , she bump my rhymes & keep me on repeat...
That lil bitch so fine , she suck me good & always roll my weed...
She bangin the hood , she know what's good , so she respect the p...

My worst enemy is my mind , I can't let no nigga fwm...
I been on my grind in my own lane , I'm staying sucker free...
I vent in my rhymes and speak my peace , address the f*ckery...
I told you I gotchu so I gotchu , bitch you stuck wit me...
I'm at war wit myself when I die that's when I'll rest in peace...
2 rags on my ankle , ima gangsta so rest the p...
Slide on that nigga if he talking bout he stepped on me...
So many niggas slept on me when I gave them the recipe...

All of these pussy ass nigga be snitching , most of these duck ass bitches be witness...
Hard on a hoe have her hooked like Whitney , I want all smoke , big blunts like phillies...
I smoke runtz , no midget & I cant front no tickets , you want it you spending...
Ion want the cunt you can keep it , you said that it's free ? I'm straight , you bitches to friendly...
Learned that shit at the beginning , if it's that easy then ion need it hoe tease me...
I got the mind of a menace , I get it , I kill it , face down ass up please me...
Hoe said that she gone leave , come here lil bitch let me grease , I bet you don't leave me...
Hoe know she really need me , I be the reason , that that lil pussy be leaking...
When the drac shake , shit quake , we gone put em under...
When we slidin , aint no hidin , I just paid lil bra some commas...
Yea they riding , ian lien , we ain't stopping til they under...
Pull up skrrt skrrt skrrt , .762s out a hummer...
Ian the type to start the drama , I'm the type to solve the drama...
You the type to call ya mama , have her run & tell ya honor...
Ian the type to start the drama , I'm the type to solve the drama...
You the type to call ya mama , have her run & tell ya honor...
All of that wolfin , homie must think ima pussy ? Know I slang iron & im bussin...
End of discussion , give you head trauma, concussion , if you get by then you lucky...
I'm screaming FuKKKem , I got my strap out in public , ill be damned if I tuck it...
I'm sippin tussin , smoking on something that's musty , loud aroma so disgusting...
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Writer: Deshawn Lester
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Performed By: Hunnet Round
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Deshawn Lester

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