We On

I'm on, she on, we on
All of my crew on new shit
I get, I give, my shit
To all my guys I'm cool with
Straight A's but we go stupid
Spend nights on drinks and Cubans
L ain't in our alphabet so I know we never losin'
I'm on, she on, we on
All of my crew on new shit
I get, I give, my shit
To all my guys I'm cool with
Straight A's but we go stupid
Spend nights on drinks and Cubans
L ain't in our alphabet so I know we never losin'

I see red like a matador I got a matted foreign wit a pad floor
I hunt gore like a Mandalorian I am born in the rain it pours
I got a girl out in California
21 years old but she bad gorgeous
And everything in between pretty face, waste thin, but the backside mad enormous
I walk like a bear in the forest my foreign Porsche is imported
Important people are boring me
Be real don't talk all cordially
Of course enemies don't know how I move
Hidden leaf got one knife through
Check my credential still got potential
Like I been Madara wit a one eyed view
That's old News
He says she say
I don't really care what a damn bitch say
Twitter talk so 9th grade
Bitch come say it to my face
She says I'm so insane
She mad I haunt her brain
Keep talking you goin see I'm real when you go MIA

I'm on, she on, we on
All of my crew on new shit
I get, I give, my shit
To all my guys I'm cool with
Straight A's but we go stupid
Spend nights on drinks and Cubans
L ain't in our alphabet so I know we never losin'
I'm on, she on, we on
All of my crew on new shit
I get, I give, my shit
To all my guys I'm cool with
Straight A's but we go stupid
Spend nights on drinks and Cubans
L ain't in our alphabet so I know we never losin'

Never losin'
But I been knocked down I got hella bruises
Shirt been stained from my blood and pain, I embrace the rage I got scars to prove it
Look at my face
You can see hate but patience can wait
Take out my rage by pushing up weight
My excellence is like a exorcist it lifts so your soul without delay
But, who can get, gruesome wit, a crucifix
I can I'm a hooligan
Matter fact double back you better hold all me back cuz Lord knows ima do it again
Forgive me and my soul I'm committing a sin
Snapped arm, Broke nose I be cracking his ribs
Keep lookin ambitious like you want some stitches
And I'll make another funeral I'll have to attend
So ima run down all my enemies put in reverse so they can't see the end of me
Marks on they head but it's really a reticle all of they bars are just so hypothetical
Hypothetically Jamaican they dreading me
Focus on me while you takin amphetamine
ADHD got em sitting forgetting me
Now this amnesia is cloudin' they memories

I'm on, she on, we on
All of my crew on new shit
I get, I give, my shit
To all my guys I'm cool with
Straight A's but we go stupid
Spend nights on drinks and Cubans
L ain't in our alphabet so I know we never losin'
I'm on, she on, we on
All of my crew on new shit
I get, I give, my shit
To all my guys I'm cool with
Straight A's but we go stupid
Spend nights on drinks and Cubans
L ain't in our alphabet so I know we never losin'



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Writer(s): Joseph Bultsma
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