S.O.W. Spoils Of War by Margiela Myers Lyrics

[Intro]
*Rhythmic humming*
Now i'm getting niggas stepped on - collecting spoils of war...

[Verse 1]
Looking off in my future, hearing voices from my past
(hearing voices from my past)
Enemies turned to casualties, cuz they would never last
(cuz they would never last)
For my team I would give it all - down to my last
(down to my last)
For the opps, they can get it all - down to the brass
(down to the brass!)
I was first in my class, now I pass lanes freely
(now i pass lanes freely)
Cuz I made it out, moving boards like ouija
(moving boards like ouija)
Neck Fiji, see all this water make 'em queasy
(see all this water makes 'em queasy)
But I done jumped the hurdles, runnin' up is gone be easy
(so running up is gon' be easy)
Quads in my blunt, running laps round the city
(running laps round the city)
And I keep a bitch, passenger side sitting pretty
(passenger side sitting pretty)
Grabbing on her titties, taking her to Louis
Ain't shit change, call up Franky for the jewellery
[Chorus]
Remember sitting in a cell reading "Art Of War"
(art of war, reading art of..)
Now i'm getting niggas stepped on - collecting spoils of war
(collecting spoils of war, collecting spoils of war!)
Remember every nigga that talked shit before
(that talked that shit...)
Where they at tho!?! ... Not no more..

[Verse 2]
Looking at my neck, that's a motherfucking trophy
700 rocks, so you know they're sitting cozy
They wonder how I did it, cuz my pots always soapy
(pots always soapy)
In the kitchen, I'm Kobe - I think I need a goalie
(i think i need a goalie)
Pull up to the restaurant to eat some ravioli
(eat some ravioli)
But I need the sauce on the side - that aioli
(sauce like aioli)
I'm in the pots, whipping into the oil like aioli
Thought he was my brother, double crossed me
Left him Holy..

[Chorus]
Remember sitting in a cell reading "Art Of War"
(art of war, reading art of..)
Now i'm getting niggas stepped on - collecting spoils of war
(collecting spoils of war, collecting spoils of war!)
Remember every nigga that talked shit before
(that talked that shit...)
Where they at tho!?! ... Not no more..
[Verse 3]
Yeah you know my bitch real bad, call her Barbie
(real bad call her barbie)
Ain't shit changed, same nigga - different Carti's
(same nigga, different Carti's)
I hopped out the clink, and said "fuck the authority"
(said fuck the authority)
Got back to the streets, and ran it up - I don't party
(ran it up, i don't party)
But if I do, I'm pouring Ace Of Spades like Baccardi
(ace of spade like baccardi)
How I make the work flip fast? Hit it hardly
(get the work and hit it hardly)
Whole lotta horsepower, so I ain't tardy
(so i'm never ever tardy)
And yeah I got fire, more heat than the army
Let a nigga say he wants beef, that's beyond meat
Got a whole lotta goons, what they do - is beyond me
(yeah)
Chain full of water, let it rock - start tsunami's
Ain't had my dad, so I ran it up at mommy's
(so i ran it up at mommy's)
Got kicked out, when she seen the bags on me
(seen the bags on me)
Several years later, got 100 racks on me
(got 100 right on me)
Now my momma's house so damn big it needs nannies
Y'all nigga's ain't doing shit - except Xannies
[Chorus]
Remember sitting in a cell reading "Art Of War"
(art of war, reading art of..)
Now i'm getting niggas stepped on - collecting spoils of war
(collecting spoils of war, collecting spoils of war!)
Remember every nigga that talked shit before
(that talked that shit...)
Where they at tho!?! ... Not no more..

[Outro]
Remember sitting in the cell reading art of war..
(art of war, reading art of...)
But now I'm getting niggas stepped on, collecting spoils of war
(collecting spoils of war, collecting spoils of war!)
And this for every nigga that talked shit before
(that talked that shit...)
Where they at tho!?! ...
Not no more