CEO Trayle - We Was lyrics
[CEO Trayle - We Was lyrics]
(Stribb on the beat) ayy
Ayy go
(48Hz)
Ayy, we was really in it
So I'm tryna get us out
We was really spinnin', bendin'
Blocks and gettin' out, Yeah
We was really winnin', but
I didn't figure out, Yeah
We was really losin'
Then I felt like a loser
In front my son, can't be no fuckin' loser
Play your cards, pay attention, and
I may could school ya, Uh
I switch cars and fool you
You don't think I go harder, do ya?
And I can't hardly tutor, uh
Used to teach them how to be some shooters
Now I teach 'em how to
Build up money and maneuver
Really beat the streets, hallelujah, uh
We didn't choose the streets, no
The streets gotta choose ya, Uh
Not tryna confuse ya
I know I'm different than usual
Really I just thank the Lord
They listenin' to my music
I keep workin', I can't lose it
Get that keyboard and abuse it
Get my feet forward and do it
He told and we knew it
Yeah, could've growed and he blew it
My chopper say, "How you doin'?"
Now these niggas funny movin'
Funny actors movin' backwards
Feelin' like they soul captured
Mine raptured at first she was sayin'
"Black shirt" but she already knew me
And then I had looked on
Instagram, fans fuckin' blew me, Uh
Niggas makin' jokes out of real shit
Turn back to fans real quick, eat a real dick
I was in the Prada store drinkin'
On some chill shit beverly Hills shit, uh
Then I caught a bitch that caught a bitch
Ayy, we was really in it
So I'm tryna get us out
We was really spinnin', bendin'
Blocks and gettin' out, Yeah
We was really winnin', but
I didn't figure out, Yeah
We was really losin'
Then I felt like a loser
In front my son, can't be no fuckin' loser
Play your cards, pay attention, and
I may could school ya, Uh
I switch cars and fool you
You don't think I go harder, do ya?
And I can't hardly tutor, uh
Used to teach them how to be some shooters
Ayy go
(48Hz)
Ayy, we was really in it
So I'm tryna get us out
We was really spinnin', bendin'
Blocks and gettin' out, Yeah
We was really winnin', but
I didn't figure out, Yeah
We was really losin'
Then I felt like a loser
In front my son, can't be no fuckin' loser
Play your cards, pay attention, and
I may could school ya, Uh
I switch cars and fool you
You don't think I go harder, do ya?
And I can't hardly tutor, uh
Used to teach them how to be some shooters
Now I teach 'em how to
Build up money and maneuver
Really beat the streets, hallelujah, uh
We didn't choose the streets, no
The streets gotta choose ya, Uh
Not tryna confuse ya
I know I'm different than usual
Really I just thank the Lord
They listenin' to my music
I keep workin', I can't lose it
Get that keyboard and abuse it
Get my feet forward and do it
He told and we knew it
Yeah, could've growed and he blew it
My chopper say, "How you doin'?"
Now these niggas funny movin'
Funny actors movin' backwards
Feelin' like they soul captured
Mine raptured at first she was sayin'
"Black shirt" but she already knew me
And then I had looked on
Instagram, fans fuckin' blew me, Uh
Niggas makin' jokes out of real shit
Turn back to fans real quick, eat a real dick
I was in the Prada store drinkin'
On some chill shit beverly Hills shit, uh
Then I caught a bitch that caught a bitch
Ayy, we was really in it
So I'm tryna get us out
We was really spinnin', bendin'
Blocks and gettin' out, Yeah
We was really winnin', but
I didn't figure out, Yeah
We was really losin'
Then I felt like a loser
In front my son, can't be no fuckin' loser
Play your cards, pay attention, and
I may could school ya, Uh
I switch cars and fool you
You don't think I go harder, do ya?
And I can't hardly tutor, uh
Used to teach them how to be some shooters