Lyfe Jennings - Warriors Lyrics

Artist: Lyfe Jennings

Album: Lyfe Change

  • Songwriters: Lyfe Jennings

Now I was raised in the projects with no running water
Never really knew my father
Sister was a dancer, granddad died of cancer
Momma was a gambler

Ran with the pimps and the hustlers
Praying the police don't murder us
I never met the president
But I met some Mexicans who fly that kush like the pelicans

Lord, no we won't live forever, keep my homies together
And if we die before our time has come
Tell 'em it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors

Now I was born in the seventies when niggas still fist fought
Wasn't no such thing as Tupac
Daddy was a rolling stone, momma was a cordless phone
None of them was ever home

Grandma died when I was just twenty three
In her last days she said to me
Something about fisherman, but I wasn't listening
Didn't know it was the last time we'd ever speak again

Lord, no we won't live forever, keep my homies together
And if we die before our time has come
Tell 'em it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors

I call my momma up yesterday, told her I got found guilty
But don't cry for me and tell my baby momma, "Hey"
I got ten years in the pen, don't know when I'm coming home again
But I'll be okay, maybe

Lord, no we won't live forever, keep my homies together
And if we die before our time has come
Tell 'em it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors

And if we die before our time has come
Tell 'em it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors


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