We Are Strong (feat. Kevin Gates) - Lil Bibby

I don’t know what the fuck wrong with these niggas man

Somebody tell me, please tell me, I don’t know

It just, I don’t feel these niggas

We are strong, no one can tell us we are wrong

Heartache to heartache we stand

We are strong

Yea, I’m the young nigga with the sick flow

They watchin' how I move cause they know I get dough

Posted on the block, stuntin' with my kin folks

Nigga, you ain’t talkin' money what the fuck you here for?

When I’m finna cop a crib somewhere by the rich folks

Same old young nigga used to kick doors

The whole world love me cause they know my shit cold

If not, I switch hoes every time I switch clothes

Pockets got knots in 'em, keep a couple Glocks near 'em

Long ass clip, know it got a lot of shots in 'em

Keep a bad thot with 'em, killas from the block with 'em

Pussy ass rap niggas always got the cops with 'em

That’s why I can’t fuck with 'em, never put my trust in 'em

How they gone react when a nigga get to bustin'?

Couple shots fired, watch the niggas get to runnin'

Niggas sneak dissin' so I just say fuck it

Really said fuck 'em, this is not a rap song

Boost Mobile Curve, this is not a TracFone

Contract free, what a nigga trap on

Inner tube, cocaine with the mustard on a couple

Pray the Lord keep me safe from who I fuck without a rubber

Prayer make me cold hearted, I don’t ever wanna love again

Sacrificing random money, up and bought another Benz

Brother got murdered, I’ll never have another friend

Now I’m blowing loud when our lounge got emotional

At times but the drugs help a motherfucker tuck 'em in

Diamonds in my teeth will help me represent the struggle

People in position recognize a nigga muscle

When you come up in the slums having nothing make you humble

Stomach rumble learned to kill without a question in the jungle

Scary ass rappers when I leave a nigga mumble

Got it out the mud, they respect a nigga hustle

I be tellin' my little brother

«Mane look you got a whole promising future in front of you»

He be ready to flash out and you know, go with his move

I really don’t feel right givin' no good advice cause I’m in the streets

thugging

I can get killed or go to jail any day

Shit, but by any means, we gonna fucking eat

Aye Gates, where should I start with 'em?

I can tell these young boys ain’t got no heart in 'em

Niggas funny, you don’t even like to talk with 'em

(Me either but we gotta play it smart with 'em

Man fuck 'em in they ass, we finessin' for the check

If they get outta line they might get one in the neck)

Lil nigga down there skeet off in the 'Vette

Leave a nigga wet, I can’t take no disrespect

(Loaded Mac-11, Bibby come through with the Tech

Shoulder play amazing nigga wanna get some wreck

Say you want us dead?

You won’t take another breathe

All I know is us, I don’t see nobody else)

Did it on my own, I don’t need nobody help

I was on the block movin' P’s by myself

Chasin' after cash, everything movin' fast

Gotta get it while you can cause you know it won’t last

(Rap don’t work, bakers standin' in the trap

On the phone, in the kitchen, cookin' wearin' slabs

Nigga want four, I’m a hit him for the 40

40 Grand a bird, yea, a nigga been retawdid

Me and Bibby in the building, life of the party

Know it’s got a name but I don’t know what to call it)