We Up

I’m around the [bad word] like a matador
I’m used to the [bad word]  it don’t matter, boy
Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and double knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
That [bad word] make a weak [bad word] break down
So what you want, the cheese or the chicks?
You want the chicks but you want the cheese
[bad word] gotta eat
I’m havin’ the epiphany you niggas ain’t [bad word] to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I’m from
I’m a southside [bad word]  yeah I’m ‘bout mine
You be that next [bad word] [bad word] and outline
You ain’t made of what I’m made of
You a bum [bad word] with a bum [bad word] Your [bad word] from Vegas
Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
What kind of rich [bad word] [bad word] look like that?

[Hook]
You all know when we pullin’ off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin’ down the top
Shine’s on stuntin’ and I’m pullin’ out a knot
Strapped with the glock, won’t pull it out a lot
But front, I’ll make it pop
Y’all don’t do it how we do
Niggas ain’t on the [bad word] we on
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons
We up, [bad word] 
[Verse 2]
Eat [bad word] for dinner, bomb kush for breakfast
Deep-colored VS stones around my neck, [bad word] Coupe a four-door, jeep a Convoy
Bulletproof front flash, shinin’, Armor All
It feels like a [bad word] dreamin’
Seat back, music bumpin’, niggas leanin’
Bulls eye, that’s what we came for
The bread, now a [bad [bad word] the game, boy
I should’ve sent the broad to report what’s in the yard
Aloof livin’, I came up so hard
No pain, no gain, it’s embedded in the brain
I’m in it for the grip, [bad word] the fame

[Hook]
You all know when we pullin’ off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin’ down the top
Shine’s on stuntin’ and I’m pullin’ out a knot
Strapped with the glock, won’t pull it out a lot
But front, I’ll make it pop
Y’all don’t do it how we do
Niggas ain’t on the [bad word] we on
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons
We up, [bad word] 
[Verse 3]
‘Round the world tourin’, the city got borin’
Bury me a with a new pair of Jordans
Coupe foreign, top peeled like an orange
Blue Ferrari, so many iron horses
Living life with no worries
My gun got a Zodiac sign, it's a [bad word] Don't make it slam on you like I'm Maury
Him zone write a gang in a story
Oops, that's your baby, my bad, I'm sorry
She call me daddy too, we should be on Maury
Everything you owning, fly [bad word] soaring
Purple label Ralph Lauren, kick game like Atari
You so special, babe, I'm in the restroom
Just keep performing, go girl
About to film a movie, guess who's starring?

[Hook]
You all know when we pullin’ off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin’ down the top
Shine’s on stuntin’ and I’m pullin’ out a knot
Strapped with the glock, won’t pull it out a lot
But front, I’ll make it pop
Y’all don’t do it how we do
Niggas ain’t on the [bad word] we on
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons
We up, [bad word] 
[Outro]
Got [bad word] for dinner, bomb kush for breakfast
Deep-colored VS stones around my neck [bad word] Feels like a [bad word] dreamin', feels like a [bad word] dreamin'