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calenraps - we on lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah
calen
and we on

[verse 1]
waking up before my alarms there’s another chick in my arms
that’s another victim of harm
but another rip from the bong
and i’m straight
and i ain’t never been that strong but i pray
yo, am i f-cked up?
cause lately i been mad that i can’t fall in love
my brother just had called me up
and told me all this stuff, like “life isn’t what we thought it was”
and i could probably buzz if i focused and got up out the club
and doing all them drugs ain’t never bringing my dollars up
i know we right
i’m over nice if you roll it right
i’m poet-like if you pour it right
how you supposed to write
i am the prototype
approaching life with some pro advice
expose her like
to these posers like
young n-gga get your bread up
cause when they heading for you keep your head up
you only let them down when you let up
and all my n-ggas eating, but they fed up

[hook]
and all my n-ggas
they don’t know what we on
and what i told them, yo i told ‘em we on
and if we get it we don’t read it, we on
she got that -ss that i roll my weed on
yeah we on my n-gga, on my n-gga
i do it for the fam and all my n-ggas
we on
motherf-cker we on

[verse 2]
and if i called you when you picked up
that’s love
if you missed it, don’t tell them you know me at the clubs
i ain’t different you just got to know we had it rough
so if you ain’t starve with me you ain’t getting stuffed
cuz i been on this level forever
i won’t settle for lesser
was having s-x with rebecca then got a text from vanessa
i been living like a dog i think i need me a check up
all my answers just been wrong i think i need a professor
and we changed smoking cigarillos
cool like we flipped the pillow
the wallet vegetarian
the shoes armadillo
the money ain’t for everyone, that’s why these n-ggas still broke
yeah, you still broke
but i been stacking since a young’un
they found me in the dungeon
i been purposeful and pungent
i get personal with punches
you ain’t perfect, you redundant
and i’m sick of the bullsh-t
you just ain’t the type of n-ggas i’m cool with

[hook]
and all my n-ggas
they don’t know what we on
and what i told them, yo i told ‘em we on
and if we get it we don’t read it, we on
she got that -ss that i roll my weed on
yeah we on my n-gga, on my n-gga
i do it for the fam and all my n-ggas
we on
motherf-cker we on



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