We On It

(It's Kato Season)
(Yeah, iight lets get it man)
(Prraaa)
Armed and ready to go so I pull out the driveway
She wanna bring out her friend they both want a minajay
She wanna ball play putting her against the whole team
Remember the old days I prayed for all of these moment
There isn't a balance either we silent or wyling
A moment of silence for all of my niggas that dived in
Imma be honest I don't fuck wit ya honor
They trynna line us death over designer
We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it
We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it

Mama always told me not to go out like some punk bitch
Don't you ever doubt that I'm coming for these hunnits
She my baddest bitch with the .40 she be bussing
I'm a Rolling Stone imma get it how I want it
I'm to marvelous, don't fuck with them opposites
Nickel & Copper Shit, I'm moving the populace
I'am to marvelous, don't fuck with them opposites
Nickel & Copper Shit, Im moving the populace
She throw it throw it throw it for them singles
Ando en alta en el suelo que yo piso
Don't make me pop you leave you stranded in limbo
Tu no a Visto to mi sacrificio, sacrificio

We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it
We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it

Mami siempre decía
Ee
Mijo cuídateme en la avenida
Tú sigues subiendo y muchos te tendrán en la mira
Tus hermanos la espalda te cuidan
So que tu mesa no falte comida
Ee
Mijo cuídateme en la avenida
Tú sigues subiendo y muchos te tendrán en la mira
Tus hermanos la espalda te cuidan
So que tu mesa no falte comida

We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it
We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it

Mami siempre decía
Ugh
Mi amor yo te amo pa toda la vida
Ugh
Yo te juro que daría la mía
Ugh
Si, yo sacrifico daría mi vida
Ugh
Ooooooo
Yo puse el tiempo
Yo no lo lamento
Te juro que yo no lo siento
Por mi sentimiento yo sigo sufriendo
Ahora que yo me concentro
To los días, niggas getting money
Hate on me
I just told her baby girl you gotta wait on me
Hating niggas
Get away from me
I got different things that I believe
I've got so many dreams
I've got so many things
I want so many things
So i gotta believe

Armed and ready to go so I pull out the driveway
She wanna bring out her friend they both want a minajay
She wanna ball play putting her against the whole team
Remember the old days I prayed for all of these moment
There isn't a balance either we silent or wyling
A moment of silence for all of my niggas that dived in
Imma be honest I don't fuck wit ya honor
They trynna line us death over designer
We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it
We on it, We on it, We on it, We on it



Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Junior Matos Cabral
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