We All We Got Lyrics - Yung Bleu

I prayed to God that I would make it to the top 

A young street nigga tryna make it off the block 

I told my niggas yeah, we all we got 

I told my niggas yeah, we all we got 

We all we got, we all we got, we all we got, we all we got 

We all we got, we all we got, we all we got, we all we got 

Been in the streets all my life 

Business beef all my life 

I'ma ride if you wrong or right 

Pussy niggas gon' be gone tonight 

I ain't saw you in a minute 

Wishing you was here to see how shit changed 

I was young, blowing money fast 

It was gone as quick as it came 

I know when you fucked up 

When you're stressed out, I be feeling your pain 

I'm probably feeling the same 

We just some young niggas about money 

Ain't never shitted on nobody 

I do the crime, I do the time 

I ain't finna pin it on nobody, hey 

My nigga, my shooter, I know he'll do you 

He carry that Ruger, he carry that Ruger 

My niggas like to rob, I had to tell my lil nigga chill 

Fuck around catch a charge 

You gon' be gone for about a hundred years 

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I prayed to God that I would make it to the top 

A young street nigga tryna make it off the block 

I told my niggas yeah, we all we got 

I told my niggas yeah, we all we got 

We all we got, we all we got, we all we got, we all we got 

We all we got, we all we got, we all we got, we all we got 

I'm clutching on iron all through the city 

The shit that I'm rapping, I'm really living 

Ain't even been to the hood in a minute 

These niggas start hating, they want to kill me 

Fake love, fuck around and get wet up 

Head on my shoulder, won't go for the setup 

My foot on the pedal, fuck no I won't let up 

Claiming he real, I told him to shut up 

I need some real friends and not them fake ones 

Niggas they changed, supposed to be my day ones 

Fuck repping the hood, I'm repping the state 

I got a lot on my plate 

Go to sleep with a K and don't ever need play 

My lil nigga got shot in his face 

These lil niggas gon' take your plate if you don't eat 

Young niggas tied to the streets 

My lil nigga died in these streets 

Yeah, yeah 

I prayed to God that I would make it to the top 

A young street nigga tryna make it off the block 

I told my niggas yeah, we all we got 

I told my niggas yeah, we all we got 

We all we got, we all we got, we all we got, we all we got 

We all we got, we all we got, we all we got, we all we got 

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I just saw my niggas get arrested 

I know he was loyal and respected 

Told him cool it down, he neglected 

Now he at Department of Corrections 

Visitation, peeping his expressions 

Nigga told me that he learned his lesson 

Missing from his kids, he depressed 

Mama stressing, praying for a blessing 

You know I got love for your struggle 

Even though you keep it on the under 

Fuck that nigga, take that nigga under 

Shit talking, hit him with a plunger 

I just hit a lick for some jiggas 

We gon' split it right down the middle 

I don't even gotta pay a hitter 

That shit just a hobby to my nigga 

I ain't ever hiding from you niggas 

Turn into Bin Ladin on you nigga 

I know you been plottin' on me, scheming 

Followed your baby mama to the cleaners 

I know where you live, where you sleep at 

Send my nigga right to where you eat at 

Cool it down, you don't want to see that 

Cool it down, you don't want to see that 

Young nigga, yeah yeah