We On by CalenRaps Lyrics
[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 fucked 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 nigga 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 niggas eating, but they fed up
[Hook]
And all my niggas
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 ass that I roll my weed on
Yeah we on my nigga, on my nigga
I do it for the fam and all my niggas
We on
Motherfucker 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 sex 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 niggas 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 bullshit
You just ain’t the type of niggas I’m cool with
[Hook]
And all my niggas
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 ass that I roll my weed on
Yeah we on my nigga, on my nigga
I do it for the fam and all my niggas
We on
Motherfucker we on
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 fucked 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 nigga 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 niggas eating, but they fed up
[Hook]
And all my niggas
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 ass that I roll my weed on
Yeah we on my nigga, on my nigga
I do it for the fam and all my niggas
We on
Motherfucker 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 sex 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 niggas 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 bullshit
You just ain’t the type of niggas I’m cool with
[Hook]
And all my niggas
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 ass that I roll my weed on
Yeah we on my nigga, on my nigga
I do it for the fam and all my niggas
We on
Motherfucker we on