"We On" lyrics

Look I've been doing this way too long
They tried to stop my grind, it was way too strong
I told you from the start that the hate goes on
It took me a minute, but now they playing my song

Motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on

Started at the bottom, y'all my life has been a struggle, man
Used to go to sleep and dream about popping the rubber bands
I came a long a way, why are they still hatin' for?
If only God can judge me then why am I on probation for?
Mama always told me, "Get it how you live," man
In the streets every day posted like a kickstand
Daddy told me keep my head up when the shit hits fans
This is my life, no script just a flip cam

No actors, no budget, no radio
Try to sign a deal but these labels kinda shady though
Me and Rolla at the crossroads, I don't know which way to go
I done pray so much, that I don't know what I should say no more

Look I've been doing this way too long
They tried to stop my grind, it was way too strong
I told you from the start that the hate goes on
It took me a minute, but now they playing my song

Motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on

I had to choose between the rap game and cocaine
The problem was, the rap game ain't payin' damn thing
I'm insane with a beautiful mind
Most of the guys on my side's institutionalized
From the start, I just wanna say the truth in my rhymes
Why these other rappers simply hit the booth with a lie
Never thought these people ever paid to see me perform
Used to crash in random houses and I'd sleep on the floor

But I dreamed every night that I would be on a tour
Buy my dad a big house and put my niece in the Porsche
I don't dream anymore, I just go and get my family straight
Seems so close but it feels so fun

Look I've been doing this way too long
They tried to stop my grind it was way too strong
I told you from the start that the hate goes on
It took me a minute, but now they playing my song

Motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on (hahaha, Jelly, baby)
Hey, we on, motherfucker, we on (Jelly, I got you)

Living dreams, you would think that I was sleepwalking
Expensive convo, I ain't with the cheap talking
Bumping down the street my beatboxing
Middle fingers up, Stone Cold Steve Austin
As for all of y'all, that doubted me and my fam
Roller missing Richard 'til I'm flowing in the sky and
Anyone think different, then they just don't know who I am
Chevy and Grande, put more than the house on my mans

Steady grinding hoping one day it'll pay off
Always paper chasing, I don't ever take my J's off
Pedal to the metal, motherfucker, we gone
Like the top of light switches, motherfucker, we on, yeah