We Are Who We Are

Youngin' wanna eat tomorrow so he dope dealin'
At the first ray of sunshine he gon' get it

Pop said work a job and it'll pay you off
I almost bought that shit until the day they laid em off
The damn landlord demandin' he get paid tomorrow
Plus the bank done called threatenin' to take the cars
Said he had a plan for sellin' clothes we ain't gon starve
But fuck that had to take a job sprayin' off
I remember 4th ave in them warehouses
Bootleg the fashion niggas ain't care about it
Me and Pops had it shakin ain't no way around it
Twelve bands a flip and you would hear about it
Black market gettin paid as a youngin
Tenth grade flip the shit to cocaine it was nuthin'
Was a teenage shooter for hire
Sellin students new designer plus he movin that china
High school steady ridin' wit that pole nigga
Put that my crushed diamond spinnin' globe nigga

Youngin wanna eat tomorrow so he dope dealin
At the first ray of sunshine he gon' get it
When the war come he ridin' cuz he owe niggas
Another lil boy lost to them dope dealers
Shorty said she movin' on from them broke niggas
She broke ya heart from the start fuckin' dope dealers
Now that needle in her arm bangin' dope nigga
We ain't raise her don't blame it on them dope dealers

First thing I learned as a youngin' bein' that deep in this
Very few of our stories will have a happy endin'
Pastor said its a casket weddin' or drastic sentence
I took a long deep breath and just got back to bid'niss
Lack of digets got the young boys actin vicious
Face covered kick doors they ridin' like the masked avengers
Poverty to no end drug use was open
Extacy coke and dope it had the fiends over dosin'
A decent home was broken now he ridin' wit his fo' friends
The vehicle is stolen so is the heat they totin'
Aint afraid of nothin' 'cuz they comin' from the low end
Can't buy dutches but the judges call 'em grown men(Damn)

Youngin' wanna eat tomorrow so he dope dealin'
At the first ray of sunshine he gon' get it
When the war come he ridin' cuz he owe niggas
Another lil boy lost to them dope dealers
Shorty said she movin' on from them broke niggas
She broke ya heart from the start fuckin' dope dealers
Now that needle in her arm bangin' dope nigga
We ain't raise her don't blame it on them dope dealers



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Writer(s): Stefan Jones
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