Chords for Ready for War

You ready? _ _ _ _ _
All right, let's get it
[Fm] Ready for one [Bb] minute to mind it.
I'm a [Gb] young soldier if you don't feel it in the air
You need to come [Bbm] closer.
[Fm] I got dreams of [Bbm] being better than a [Gb] young over
But where I'm from me me your family keep you [Eb] cold shoulders
They put your dreams in the back seat [Gb] until somebody open the door and notice you not your [Eb] family
They need a cooler with their fake love.
[Gb] I was raised by rear killers and [Bb] drug dealers not fake dogs
I ain't [Bbm] political but mama
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_ We could be
Me [Eb] now I can run paranoid clutching heavy [Gb] cuz if he acting flaky getting buried
[Ebm] I'm from the city ain't no bitch and I ain't scary
[Gb] It's kind of odd when you ain't got your [Eb] parents ain't no [Bbm] fairies [F] ready for war [Bbm] kick down the door
[Gb] Shoot put your mask on lace up your [F] boots
Fuck the other side cuz they [Gb] know that we the truth and bitch we run the whole city
You can [Eb] see the proof and we don't lost some brothers on this road
That's [Gb] why my brother walk around with a dirty pole [Ebm] whoa, and I can't tell him shit
That's just how [Gb] we was raised fuck bitches get money.
We [F] straight who you gonna run to when [Bbm] the Sun goes down
Deadbodies mama crown don't come [F] around
Their [Bbm] attention they could step it up.
And if your friend envy you that boy might [Eb] set you up
Hey, [Gb] like a pool day my wet you up
Yeah, [Bbm] fuck nigga what [Ebm] you flexing for and you better keep [Bbm] your head on a [Gb] swivel
Yeah, cuz they might just try to kill [Fm] you ready for war man, let's imagine
I'm [Gb] a young soldier if you [Eb] don't feel it in the air, you need to [Bbm] come closer
[F] I got dreams [Bb] of being better than a young hover, but where I'm from even your family give you cold [Ebm] shoulders
They put your dreams in the back seat [Gb] until somebody open the door [Bb] and notice you not your family
They need a [Bbm] cooler with their fake love.
I was raised by real killers and drug dealers not fake dogs
[Fm] I'm political but [Bbm] mama a miracle [Gb] we could be shoulder-to-shoulder
But I [Bbm] ain't feeling you we could be face [Db]-to-face, but I'm [Gb] hearing you I'm hitting point [Bb]-blank brain
So I ain't missing you and I done seen a lot of lame shit [Gb] like two niggas getting killed over [Bb] the same bitch
Yeah, everybody scream the same thing from my hood.
They always screaming gang gang
[F] Yeah, 30 clip [Bbm] drop is with whoa.
Ain't no cheat codes got a lot of bullets.
Let's [F] reload
We treat the jets like [Bbm] the stores will never close before football
I seen we base and blow and I'm gonna walk for my brothers
That's [Gb] some real shit
And if you wasn't in them trenches you won't [Ebm] feel it just treat it head like a tool to hit the [Gb] kill switch
You'll give a nigga everything is this [Fm] switch major smoke with [Bbm] this nigga?
I went to school we can't let him kill me come on my man
How to [F] kiss go to bus and that is [Bbm] top like he got two legs catch a body don't show my teeth like I'm [Eb] toothless
Ice Q is easy.
So [Gb] ruthless.
These ain't no Nikes [Bbm] on my feet so you can do this.
I won't change up on my brothers
That's a no-no and I still got that in one six by the front door
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_ _ _ _ [Bbm] Yeah ready for war run down [Gb] you catch your man's you know, just what [Ebm] the door
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