We Ball (feat. Young Thug)

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Yeah!
 RIP Dex Osama
 Lil Snupe
 All the fallen soldiers
 Scooter, Truce
 When they killed my nigga Snupe I seen my young nigga
 In the casket he ain't even have no blood in him
 Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
 Ain't got no patience for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
 I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it
 But now they all bustin' U-ies its goin' cost 'em
 I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin (Truce)
 Killed his only big brother and we lost him
 So I'ma hold it down 'til we all win
 We've been at the clear port ballin'
 I just want to see my niggas flossin'
 Hundred bands everytime I walk in
 If you keep it trill you'll get a blessing for it
 Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
 My mama, she can't sleep, I come here early mornings (mama)
 But mama I got thirty in this dirty .40
 Any weapon formed against me shall not prosper
 Used to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
 Gotta watch my own homies on the roster
 'Cause this the type of money get your lined up
 And I can't trust nobody
 They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
 They said that they would ride or die but ain't nobody roll 'bout him
 Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your role model
 I hope the lord got us
 When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
 Man I must've threw up everything I ever ate
 Man I know he got some dice at the heaven gates
 Kicking shit with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates
 Relax your mind and kick your feet way up
 Selling dog food tryna feed my pups
 Young rich nigga and I'm built Ford Tough
 And I'm throwing through stuff, I don't feel no love
 And I shake your body and you still wake up
 Taking perkys, man I fill my cup
 The feds watching and they still might come, I'm gone
 I wan' see my brother with the Patek not the static
 Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
 All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
 Perkys got me focused, I done noticed all the damages
 I don't see no purpose, in the county eating sandwiches
 Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldn't balance it
 You can't question god, yeah yeah, these challenges
 Sipping on this Actavis, I swear I gotta manage it
 SRT the challengers
 Make that work do acrobatic flip, accurate
 And I'm leaning like a project banister
 I'm a boss, I ain't never need a manager
 Got rich with Thug scandalous, ayy
 Fuck it, we ball, yeah
 All the soldiers we lost, yeah
 Fuck it, we ball
 For all the soldiers we lost
 Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the soldiers we lost)
 Got a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
 She just got a nose job and it went that bad (fuck it, we ball)
 I was juggin' round the city, I came back
 Fuck it, we ball
 Yeah, fuck it, we ball
 Tear down the mall, yeah
 Fuck it, we ball
 Tear down the mall, ayy
 
 Yeah!
 RIP Dex Osama
 Lil Snupe
 All the fallen soldiers
 Scooter, Truce
 When they killed my nigga Snupe I seen my young nigga
 In the casket he ain't even have no blood in him
 Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
 Ain't got no patience for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
 I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it
 But now they all bustin' U-ies its goin' cost 'em
 I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin (Truce)
 Killed his only big brother and we lost him
 So I'ma hold it down 'til we all win
 We've been at the clear port ballin'
 I just want to see my niggas flossin'
 Hundred bands everytime I walk in
 If you keep it trill you'll get a blessing for it
 Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
 My mama, she can't sleep, I come here early mornings (mama)
 But mama I got thirty in this dirty .40
 Any weapon formed against me shall not prosper
 Used to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
 Gotta watch my own homies on the roster
 'Cause this the type of money get your lined up
 And I can't trust nobody
 They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
 They said that they would ride or die but ain't nobody roll 'bout him
 Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your role model
 I hope the lord got us
 When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
 Man I must've threw up everything I ever ate
 Man I know he got some dice at the heaven gates
 Kicking shit with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates
 Relax your mind and kick your feet way up
 Selling dog food tryna feed my pups
 Young rich nigga and I'm built Ford Tough
 And I'm throwing through stuff, I don't feel no love
 And I shake your body and you still wake up
 Taking perkys, man I fill my cup
 The feds watching and they still might come, I'm gone
 I wan' see my brother with the Patek not the static
 Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
 All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
 Perkys got me focused, I done noticed all the damages
 I don't see no purpose, in the county eating sandwiches
 Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldn't balance it
 You can't question god, yeah yeah, these challenges
 Sipping on this Actavis, I swear I gotta manage it
 SRT the challengers
 Make that work do acrobatic flip, accurate
 And I'm leaning like a project banister
 I'm a boss, I ain't never need a manager
 Got rich with Thug scandalous, ayy
 Fuck it, we ball, yeah
 All the soldiers we lost, yeah
 Fuck it, we ball
 For all the soldiers we lost
 Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the soldiers we lost)
 Got a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
 She just got a nose job and it went that bad (fuck it, we ball)
 I was juggin' round the city, I came back
 Fuck it, we ball
 Yeah, fuck it, we ball
 Tear down the mall, yeah
 Fuck it, we ball
 Tear down the mall, ayy
 

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03:47
Tempo
152 BPM

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