We Back
All mah niggas down with they hood up
Speedin outta town in a black truck
Shooters all around in the cold bruh
Bullet missed mah head cus the mac stuck
Fuckin with mah crew we gon pull up
If Ion fuck with u Call it Bad luck
YS drippen all the jewels dawg
Why ask if we gon shoot
I want that bag, fill it with cash, den we gon blast yuh yuh
Coutin them stacks, while we in class, breakin our bread yuh yuh
Shawty a snack, i blow out her back and den take the next yuh yuh
Nigga we back, yuhh yuhh, nigga we back. Yuh yuh yuh
I been on the low tho, she got moves like yoyos
Icey like im frozone, need some gass and call mo
Why that bitch a hoe tho, ion need her no more
Made that shawty wine slow, is she my ride or die tho?
Shawty to blame, bitch was insane, cant trust no hoes, dey playin games
She gave me brain. Cus of the fame, enjoy her stay and den throw her away
Momma in pain, she aint no slave, shit made me mad, fuellin my rage
Now imma make, a 6 figure wage, make momma smile, before its too late
And imma i say, yall niggas fake, while u be sleepin at night im awake
Tryna get money, tryna get cake. Surcha and me out here ballin away
This is the game, that we be playin, all eyes on me, im not the same
I had to change all of my ways, to make sure mah niggas be eating all day
All mah niggas down with they hood up
Speedin outta town in a black truck
Shooters all around in the cold bruh
Bullet missed mah head cus the mac stuck
Fuckin with mah crew we gon pull up
If Ion fuck with u Call it Bad luck
YS drippen all the jewels dawg
Why ask if we gon shoot
I want that bag, fill it with cash, den we gon blast yuh yuh
Coutin them stacks, while we in class, breakin our bread yuh yuh
Shawty a snack, i blow out her back and den take the next yuh yuh
Nigga we back, yuhh yuhh, nigga we back
I cannot stay with no bitch that be mentally unstable im tryn hit
I aint got time for no garbage im out here survivin but yall nigga split
Im not a smoker but id eat the blunt like its candy, i said it, we lit
Some of yall hungry but nigga im starvin i aint had no food on my plate
We was strugglin back in the day
Look out for my blood
That's the way i was raised
But blood isnt blood till he prove he gon stay
Keep it a hunned man stop all that playin
I got that loyalty down in my veins
Run up on me imma show u mah ways
Hold it down for the ones i ride for till this day
Aint switched on my niggas man i stayed the same
Keep it a hunned, i said it, i done it
Yo bitch keep on hittin me up and I love it
Hit that bitch back put it up in her stomach
When she go back to her nigga she frontin
I make my niggas eat, i make yo niggas bleed
If it dont work you can find me back in the streets
Shoot for top, make this my industry
Keep yo friends close but im friends with my enmies
All mah niggas down with they hood up
Speedin outta town in a black truck
Shooters all around in the cold bruh
Bullet missed mah head cus the mac stuck
Fuckin with mah crew we gon pull up
If Ion fuck with u Call it Bad luck
YS drippen all the jewels dawg
Why ask if we gon shoot
I want that bag, fill it with cash, den we gon blast yuh yuh
Coutin them stacks, while we in class, breakin our bread yuh yuh
Shawty a snack, i blow out her back and den take the next yuh yuh
Nigga we back, yuhh yuhh, nigga we back. Yuh yuh yuh
Speedin outta town in a black truck
Shooters all around in the cold bruh
Bullet missed mah head cus the mac stuck
Fuckin with mah crew we gon pull up
If Ion fuck with u Call it Bad luck
YS drippen all the jewels dawg
Why ask if we gon shoot
I want that bag, fill it with cash, den we gon blast yuh yuh
Coutin them stacks, while we in class, breakin our bread yuh yuh
Shawty a snack, i blow out her back and den take the next yuh yuh
Nigga we back, yuhh yuhh, nigga we back. Yuh yuh yuh
I been on the low tho, she got moves like yoyos
Icey like im frozone, need some gass and call mo
Why that bitch a hoe tho, ion need her no more
Made that shawty wine slow, is she my ride or die tho?
Shawty to blame, bitch was insane, cant trust no hoes, dey playin games
She gave me brain. Cus of the fame, enjoy her stay and den throw her away
Momma in pain, she aint no slave, shit made me mad, fuellin my rage
Now imma make, a 6 figure wage, make momma smile, before its too late
And imma i say, yall niggas fake, while u be sleepin at night im awake
Tryna get money, tryna get cake. Surcha and me out here ballin away
This is the game, that we be playin, all eyes on me, im not the same
I had to change all of my ways, to make sure mah niggas be eating all day
All mah niggas down with they hood up
Speedin outta town in a black truck
Shooters all around in the cold bruh
Bullet missed mah head cus the mac stuck
Fuckin with mah crew we gon pull up
If Ion fuck with u Call it Bad luck
YS drippen all the jewels dawg
Why ask if we gon shoot
I want that bag, fill it with cash, den we gon blast yuh yuh
Coutin them stacks, while we in class, breakin our bread yuh yuh
Shawty a snack, i blow out her back and den take the next yuh yuh
Nigga we back, yuhh yuhh, nigga we back
I cannot stay with no bitch that be mentally unstable im tryn hit
I aint got time for no garbage im out here survivin but yall nigga split
Im not a smoker but id eat the blunt like its candy, i said it, we lit
Some of yall hungry but nigga im starvin i aint had no food on my plate
We was strugglin back in the day
Look out for my blood
That's the way i was raised
But blood isnt blood till he prove he gon stay
Keep it a hunned man stop all that playin
I got that loyalty down in my veins
Run up on me imma show u mah ways
Hold it down for the ones i ride for till this day
Aint switched on my niggas man i stayed the same
Keep it a hunned, i said it, i done it
Yo bitch keep on hittin me up and I love it
Hit that bitch back put it up in her stomach
When she go back to her nigga she frontin
I make my niggas eat, i make yo niggas bleed
If it dont work you can find me back in the streets
Shoot for top, make this my industry
Keep yo friends close but im friends with my enmies
All mah niggas down with they hood up
Speedin outta town in a black truck
Shooters all around in the cold bruh
Bullet missed mah head cus the mac stuck
Fuckin with mah crew we gon pull up
If Ion fuck with u Call it Bad luck
YS drippen all the jewels dawg
Why ask if we gon shoot
I want that bag, fill it with cash, den we gon blast yuh yuh
Coutin them stacks, while we in class, breakin our bread yuh yuh
Shawty a snack, i blow out her back and den take the next yuh yuh
Nigga we back, yuhh yuhh, nigga we back. Yuh yuh yuh
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Writer(s): Sanjiv Bisheshar
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