Meek Mill, Young Thug - We Ball lyrics

Yeah! RIP 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
It's 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

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 ooh-all
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
Ayy fuck it, we ball yeah, fuck it, we ball
Tear down the mall, yeah fuck it, we ball
Tear down the mall, ayy