We Ball (feat. Young Thug)

[Meek Mill]

Yeah!

R.I.P. 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 gon' 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 Clearport 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'll 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 it

Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your role model

I hope the Lord got us

[Young Thug]

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 going through stuff

I don't feel no love

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, and then there's 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 thugs 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 wasn't 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