Lupe Fiasco, GemStones - We on lyrics
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lupe Fiasco, GemStones - We on lyrics]
Heh, somewhere up top you know what it is!
Heavy As Heaven in '07 (yeah, yeah)
Gemini, Troubles of the World, you dig?
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I, represent it to the fullest
Never met a nigga that can take
It where I took it
That ain't gon' make you hate
Us now would it?
Troubles of the World man
There nigga pull it
Beat, knock, we, rock, Chi-ca
Purple murder service and comme des garcons
Somebody call a surgeon
We hurtin them too hard
Lookin for a Venus -
We gon' show ya, what it was
How it do, what it does, light it up
Catch a buzz we gon' lock it, on down
Throw ya keys, in the motor, keep it movin
Cross the border
We on (we on) , we on (we on)
We on (we on) , we on (we on)
Cause we on (we on) , we on (we on)
Cause we on! (we on) , We on! (We on)
We the '85 Bears ('92 Bulls)
'05 Sox (wit a whole lotta pull)
All rolled up and there's no lettin up
If you're smart, you'll wanna be the '07 us
Uh, never met a nigga breathin this cold
Bought Chevy's everywhere, 23's 24's
Nuttin' but the best, TV screens on the do'
Gotta get it how you live it
When you livin in the go
Well I'm all like no chrome
Low tints fo' phones
Just in case, ET wanna go home
Never chase, cause of me there is no Jones
Levitate from the sea floor to the ozone
Gucci sweats when I'm out in the streets
Linen shorts when I'm chillin on the beach
Idium when I'm out on the mountains
Maharishi when I'm out on the town-end
Spring water
We don't mess with the fountains
Land Rovers back to back when we campin
Felipe Lemonade, police did a raid
We didn't fade, back to the bouncin
Fresh Benz smoke one-eight peel
Speedin down the freeway, we chill ay chill
Did the food then and it's sill ay still
Got it off the ground like a wheelied wheel
Uh, you from the Westside?
Born and raised
You from the Southside right?
It's where I spent my days
Where I lay, where I stay
And you ain't gotta wonder why I get my ways
Free Chill (we will)
God willing, and I miss him
Was ten at the hand
Got the spirit all in him
I cease the billin with the
Lyrics I'm pennin like
I ain't really trippin cause I
Know that God's with him
'Til we met again, nigga, free my niggas
Sick with the pen, I'm a beast, my nigga
Let it, new Benz but the 23's don't fit 'em
Uh, and you know you can't
Red light the green light
Try to break us up, lace it up
Keep the theme tight
This lifestyle may get off
We don't sleep nights
I'm on the 747s, finna take flight
Yeah, sport car faster than your car
(It's Gemini) , and y'all know me
Better together, y'all know the letters
Forever N Forever - FNF U-P