[Intro: Meek Mill] Yeah! RIP Dex Osama, Lil Snupe All the fallen soldiers Scooter, Truce
[Verse 1: Meek Mill] 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 its 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
[Bridge: Meek Mill] 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
[Verse 2: Young Thug] 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 And 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, or any of these 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 freaks, we ball scandalous, ayy
[Outro: Young Thug] Fuck it, we ball, yeah All the soldiers we lost, yeah Fuck it, we ball 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 Fuck it, we ball Yeah, fuck it, we ball Tear down the mall, yeah Fuck it, we ball Tear down the mall, ayyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
