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Lil Bibby

Genres: Hip-Hop

We Are Strong Lyrics - 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 

 

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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 

 

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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) 

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