We Dem

DJ Swift on the track

Say

Aye you can't let nobody make you mad

I'ma say it like this, how the fuck you don't want nobody controlling you, but you let that person make you mad?

They controlling you

What you gone do when you fall?

(I know they all gone leave)

To all the one's left you alone

(On God, on God, on me)

You cry when nobody around

Control is all on me

You stressing, you ain't got no money

Had you a girl, but these bitches ain't nothin'

Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'

Went back to jail cause you steady kept rushing

Diamonds, they hang down the neck of your cousin

Ain't throw you nothing, feel like fuck it, you buster

Ain't come in the clutch when you try to score something

Death on your mind, you ain't thinkin' bout nothing

Stay with a nine, think bout sticking up something

Got jacked by your brother, he left you with nothing

Ran up a check, when they see you, you stunting

People who left, now you see when they coming

Don't fuck with them niggas, you know how they coming

Gotta think 'fore you move, if you, you go under

Shine on them cause they blame you for their problems

Mad they ain't finish school for they mama

Bitch called my mama, he gone, go find him

Never knew love back then since a toddler

Turned to a killer, he bought him a chopper

Don't wanna talk if it ain't bout a dollar

All for my name, you posted, they follow

Using you up the point you done caught 'em

I don't had some people stood around me talking about the ones they with

You ain't got no morals, I know how you think but you ain't shit

Be able to see through a kiss and a hug

Prepare and protect your heart from the fake love

Stay bout your money, don't go to no club

Respond wit' a answer, don't never just shrug

No you is who they say you was

Say you ain't shit, you ain't nothing but a thug

Tell em think with they dick 'cause you don't give a fuck

Steady turning up cause you don't give a fuck

It's done, bitch, it's done

What you gone do when you fall?

(I know they all gone leave)

To all the one's left you alone

(On God, on God, on me)

You cry when nobody around

Control is all on me

You stressing, you ain't got no money

You had you a girl, but these bitches ain't nothing

Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'

Went back to jail cause you steady kept rushing

Diamonds, they hang down the neck of your cousin

Ain't throw you nothing, feel like "fuck it, you buster"

Ain't come in the clutch when you try to score something

Death on your mind, you ain't thinkin' bout nothing

Stay with a nine, think bout sticking up something

Got jacked by your brother, he left you with nothing

Take down, straight down

Had to check the background

Lame shame, had to tell that bitch that's the bite down

Money coming, had to to tell that nigga "right now"

Talking with no sense, had to tell that nigga stand down

Up with the TEC, had to make that nigga lay down

Hit a nigga up, when he drop, he gone stay down

Go to make a drop, when we leave, we gone slide now