We On (feat. Berry yung)

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Living Testimony

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One of them niggas know they can't f*ck with us
And moving with their best actors just like them mugs
Eighteen years old, I'm focused, taking me to hell
You know I can't fold up Tell my dog, boy, pay attention

It ripped out what nigga done mentioned My back is on the wall, I'm focused
My brother, you know I got hope for us Cause you know my brother
F*ck it, you ain't got to bother I'm sack it to the ceiling and me to the moon
Jacked like a raider I know they won't see me

See me fall If a bad bitch wanna f*ck me raw
If a young niggas wanna see me crawl But I'm too taunt
Uh, yeah, yeah, open my tear, die Bitches just f*ck with my red eye
I'm smoking this kush, I'm a heads high I built in the fire, cabana

Roll up these niggas and pop you a runner I made the cash up, full up this runner
Just bought it, these niggas be falling in on it
Yeah, spit the bars or the microphone The bitch is on, wear the cell phone
Roll up the niggas in shock I'm this motherfucker, pull up the shot

Glock, old tree, I'm feeling this bands All these bitches wanna roll up the bands
Bring it back, you don't walk with the fire You don't man, you don't go with the flows
You don't gag, yeah, uh I roll up, I put my day in one
Pop these niggas with my day in one Popping this bitch with a roll up my day in one

Feeling this 40 in my system Roll up these niggas and roll up the system
They're rolling on my wrist, they're rolling my shit
I don't give a f*ck, I'm moving this brick Roll up, oh, 56, uh
Yeah, me Batman Me tryna roll up all the bad time

Every time I'm in a bad mood I just want a girl just to make me sad
Bad hoes, bad clothes Now I'm with the big of the bad hoes
Bouncing with the scumming Now the bitches fall with the right hoes
I'ma make it slime All these bitches wanna make it dime

All these bitches wanna make it shine
Living to see money in my slime And man, by then we ain't gonna dime
But the God we were doing just fine So he's gonna take my cell, yeah
Just to reminisce Test sufficient

So I can deal no more with these frenemies Now I hit the gas
Forget about the past, ADHD Oh, man, f*ck that
We gone, we on Get this money, they know how we come
Then the code ain't on, my slime, uh F*ck these bitches, we on

Get the money, yeah, we rich, nah You know who fucked the baddest bitch, nah
I swear I'ma just f*ck your bitch, nah I got the Rollie on my wrist, nah
Them hoes all shining on my tit, nah Them on my wrist, I got the shit
50 bricks, I swear I move the bricks I roll up the shit and I gather the bricks, uh

I got the kick, I got the stick I got the ice on me, then freeze
All these asses on my neck, they blink What you gon' say? Well, they shining on me, uh
Blink, what you gon' feel? It's you that love me, or it's you that trust me
You just wanna be with me, tell me you want me I got the feelings, I got the money, uh

We go, all the diamonds on my neck, they bleed, nah
All this love, all this tears, nah You stuck on my heart, you tear it all apart
I'ma swear, I'ma put up this game All this love, all this, all of this shit
Yeah, we on, yeah, we on All these niggas, nah, yeah, we on

I said we on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we on

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