Singer: Meek Mill
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Song: We Ball
Meek Mill - We Ball Lyrics (LRC) (04:10-250-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:17.90]Yeah!
[00:19.20]RIP Dex Osama
[00:21.40]Lil Snupe
[00:23.40]All the fallen soldiers
[00:25.90]Scooter, Truce
[00:27.70]When they killed my nigga Snupe, I seen my young nigga
[00:31.00]In the casket he ain't even have no blood in him
[00:34.00]Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
[00:37.20]Ain't got no patience for these motherfuckin' fuck niggas
[00:40.30]I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it
[00:43.40]But now they all bustin' U- ies it's goin' cost 'em
[00:46.60]I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin (Truce)
[00:49.80]Killed his only big brother and we lost him
[00:53.00]So I'mma hold it down 'til we all win
[00:56.30]We've been at the clear port ballin'
[00:59.40]I just want to see my niggas flossin'
[01:02.70]Hundred bands every time I walk in
[01:05.80]If you keep it trill you'll get a blessing for it
[01:08.90]Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
[01:12.00]My mama, she can't sleep, I come here early mornings (mama)
[01:15.10]But mama I got thirty in this dirty .40
[01:18.30]Any weapon formed against me shall not prosper
[01:21.50]Used to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
[01:24.60]Gotta watch my own homies on the roster
[01:27.70]'Cause this the type of money get your lined up
[01:30.70]And I can't trust nobody
[01:36.00]They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
[01:41.60]They said that they would ride or die but ain't nobody roll 'bout him
[01:47.80]Three felonies, ain't graduate, no I am not your role model
[01:53.30]I hope the lord got us
[01:56.50]When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
[01:59.40]Man I must've threw up everything I ever ate
[02:02.50]Man I know he got some dice at the heaven gates
[02:05.70]Kicking shit with all these bitches like he's Kevin Gates
[02:11.50]Relax your mind and kick your feet way up
[02:14.40]Selling dog food, tryna feed my pups
[02:17.60]Young rich nigga and I'm built Ford Tough
[02:20.60]And I'm throwing through stuff, I don't feel no love
[02:24.10]And I shake your body and you still wake up
[02:27.30]Taking perkys, man I fill my cup
[02:30.40]The feds watching and they still might come, I'm gone
[02:35.10]I wan' see my brother with the Patek not the static
[02:38.10]Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
[02:41.20]All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
[02:44.30]Perkys got me focused, I done noticed all the...........
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