We Been On (feat. R. Kelly, Birdman & Lil Wayne) - Rich Gang

D-Roc I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in the spaceship We was runnin' outside from the jake Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh Keep a lot of shooters in the cut, cut And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh Uh, and I got the whole hood on go Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky, all froze Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman Drip, drip, down to my toes Still pull up in the Rolls, Rolls Got a Ferrari when I drive through the hills All of my niggas outside, for real I'm 'bout to shit on niggas, diarrhea It's a lot of fake niggas, I'ma die real I'll be hanging outside with guerillas Lost my dawg, wanna die with my niggas Niggas rather be fly than realer And if the opps wanna slide, get hit up I'm in the gang for the dirty, dirty My right hand keep a .30 clip I done did some time with the murderers I ain't gotta shine on purpose, huh Plot 'em every time I put up (put up) Trap house lookin' like a cookout (cookout) He was creepin' up, get the red dot, headshot I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in the spaceship We was runnin' outside from the jake Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh Keep a lot of shooters in the cut, cut And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh Uh, and I got the whole hood on go Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky, all froze Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman Drip, drip, down to my toes Still pull up in the Rolls, Rolls (Stunna, yeah, Rich Gang) Cap a slingshot on 80 shit Cherry wood in all my whips Do it big, that label shit Created shit but stayed hood rich (stayed rich) That's how we lace this shit Get money, stay break a bitch At the top of the hill, another shootout With a hundred mil', we wave that shit (we wave that shit) Chanel bag, jewelries be hundreds or mo' (hundreds or mo') And I got my whole hood on go (hood on go) Bird call, I hate a lace, then got ghost (got ghost) Rich nigga, Roberto Cavalli, marble floors I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in the spaceship We was runnin' outside from the jake Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh Keep a lot of shooters in the cut, cut And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh Uh, and I got the whole hood on go Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky, all froze Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman Drip, drip, down to my toes Still pull up in the Rolls, Rolls Uh, stunnaman, stunnaman, bulletproof Cullinan Chrome Heart bust, now I weigh it underhand Spent a couple hunnid bands, that was just for the band Put a dirty hundred grand up in the laundry bag 'Bout to pop another Xan', 'bout to smoke a hundred grams I'ma be who I am, you are not what I am Lit like the light at the end of the tunnel, man But the light just might be a train comin', man I had to spend some money to win some money I had the rooftop down but still had the tits up on it Weed so good, I taste up on it Lit hoe tryna inch up on me while my bitch up on me Rose gold looking like ketchup on me I let that choppa ring, my holy matrimony All red like Patrick, homie Redbone, got her lashes on me I can't even sleep tight without a million cash inside the mattress, homie Told bae I'm in the booth, you gon' have to play with the pussy on FaceTime Just found out the President I voted for was already dead, slime (yeah) I bought a white Bentayga Had to creep through the night in the spaceship We was runnin' outside from the jake Now I put a lot of ice in the face, huh Keep a lot of shooters in the cut, cut And I got a ride with the tuck-up, huh Gave a hundred racks to my brother, huh Pop out the check, I'ma fuck up, huh Uh, and I got the whole hood on go Look at my neck, my wrist, my pinky, all froze Stunnaman, stunnaman, stunnaman Drip, drip, down to my toes Still pull up in the Rolls, Rolls

Yeah It's Euro Check I couldn't have done better I couldn't have done this shit any other way I made it now, only tryin' convince me to make it another day Glad I could see another day I do this shit for my squad My home, team, my family, fuck what another say I'm here now, it's all clear now Somebody pour up, I'm eatin' good Y'all can't see my competition 'til I throw up I'm tore up, but I keep shit 100 That's from the toes up Last night it felt like I ran through four clubs Stood on the couch, and every single one of them screamin' Hoes down and bros up It's different when we show up kicking doors up I'm a young stunner, young Wayne, I'm Young Money I've growned up, like I'm new here But I'm nuclear, that's a bomb threat motherfucker Watch how I blow up I'm good, I'm reminded that I'm good from time to time, I'm fine I be spending time with the greatest of all time all the time And ever since I'm living life every night like it's '99 I'm way ahead of my time, I think I was only 8 at that time I rep them 5 letters forever Would someone just tell the bartender to mix my drink While I mix my thoughts of business and pleasure I'm clever, long money, all around me I just hope that I live long enough Long enough to measure We should take pictures sippin' Cristal in COOGI sweaters And I'm still getting better, nigga, what's better? They say I'd never do it, now I'm looking like nigga, what's never? And now the run from us, when they see us Boy that money's pressure Plaques on the wall of every building that I walk into Phone taps, 'cause they curious, careful who you talk into Living the star life you never know who you run into Like baby I can change your life Just leave everything that you've been through And ride Long as my niggas right, then we alright Long as the women right, then we alright Long as the drinks on ice, then we alright Long as it's private flights, then we alright Long as we livin' right, then we alright Long as it's high life, then we alright 'Cause I love it more than anything (Anything) Boy, it's money over everything, we been alright Yeah, it's money over everything We motivated Flying over everything We make something out of nothing What up 5? Bag full of every president that ever died Yeah, spraying everything that's in the way We eating over here, extended clips fifty plates It's a lifestyle, stunna life every day A million ones, we can throw this shit a million ways Youngin' If you alright, then we alright Night life, GTV poppin' every night Fly rich in a different city, bright lights With my niggas rich gang and living high life Yeah, guns in the basement, millions in the wall, GTV cases If it's fuck 'em, then it's fuck 'em all Audemars and cigars in them new toys Long as my niggas right, then we alright Long as the women right, then we alright Long as the drinks on ice, then we alright Long as it's private flights, then we alright Long as we livin' right, then we alright Long as it's high life, then we alright 'Cause I love it more than anything Boy, it's money over everything, we been alright Do this shit for rizzeal Young Money, Rich Gang Ya heard me, with big ears You just a crocodile, I drink a full cup of his tears Can't recognize you nigga, like Santa cut off his beard And Tunechi, he gon' be alright as long as he got his pills I'm higher than my bitch bills Stop crying 'bout 'em bitch chill I'm working on tha Carter V I got this bitch in fifth gear I can't stand this niggas I'ma lie down or sit still Get tied down with that fuckin' steel At your eyebrow, or your fuckin' grill Catch you while you laid up, straight up, bunny ears I shoot your fuckin' fade up Ratchets don't touch me If that pussy smell like catfish, salmon, trout or guppies I ain't trippin over no hoe Treat that hoe like a servant I know that hoe better know How to deep throat like a serpent But loose lips sink ships But I just let this hoes worship She think I'm a window of opportunity, close curtains Tunechi If my niggas right, then we alright If the women right, then we alright (We alright) Them drinks on ice, then we alright (We alright) If it's private flights, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as we livin' right, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as it's high life, then we alright (Alright, alright) 'Cause I love it more than anything Boy, it's money over everything, we been alright (Woo) Long as my niggas right, then we alright (We alright) Long as the women right, then we alright (You alright) Long as the drinks on ice, then we alright (We alright) Long as it's private flights, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as we livin' right, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as it's high life, then we alright (Fuckin' right) 'Cause I love it more than anything Boy it's money over everything, we been alright

Owwwwwwwww Scotti lets make it rain on these niggas Yeah im in this bitch for terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella I make it rain,(I make it rain) I'm in this bitch for terror got A handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella I make it rain, (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make It rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes Cr Cr Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack U hear the Echo, man I seen the best go, U seen how that metal Im a Hustla's Hustla, A Pusher's Pusher U a busta a custerma, I get u sum cooka Yea Crack is a chemist, I pack a 11, I mack in a 7, I'll clap at ur reverend I see u in NY, I'll send u an invite, U gon need u a pass that's the code that we live by. Yeah im in this bitch for terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella I make it rain,(I make it rain) I'm in this bitch for terror got A handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella I make it rain, (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make It rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes OWWWW Clap Clap Clap Gotta make that ass Clap Gotta make that ass Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Gotta Make that ass Clap Gotta make that ass Clap Now why's everybodi so mad at the south for Change ur style up. switch 2 southpaw Jada I was listenin(listenin), so I made him A anthem 2 make some divendens Lil mama try 2 hit me with the Shoulder Lean This Cootco Crack and I control the team Couple Bricks Stacked up on that triple beam, My dirty bro sippin that promethazeen That Gonja Green that Cali Weed, a nigga lose His life try roll on me Now yup yup we get it, no advanced about it And the rain keep fallin even when its Drownin Yeah im in this bitch for terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella I make it rain,(I make it rain) I'm in this bitch for terror got A handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella I make it rain, (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make It rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes Owwwww mami's bodi is bangin man she got it man she does it all She gets it poppin with no hands I'll make it pour I'll make it rain on em I'll lay a game 2 em I'm gassin misses to tattoo my name on em Gotta get that baby love, gotta get my paper up Gotta suspect me, xactly test this crack and want a ring on us And U Kno what it is, yo its them powder kids And we kno how 2 bizz, so we don't give a shit. Yeah im in this bitch for terror Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella I make it rain,(I make it rain) I'm in this bitch for terror got A handful of stacks Better grab an umbrella I make it rain, (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make It rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes i make it rain (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes

Birds for the summer Hummers for the runners Candy on the paint 9 for the thunder Throw a couple hundreds Fishing on a fishtail Big money shit, Cash Money oilwell High roller, shot caller, big boss Original, real nigga from the start Head huntin', price on a nigga tab Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga male Niggas Way I'm better than Beethoven To the beat that I rap over Stay outta that medicine cabinet Yeah, that's what they told me Giving us piss tests, cause we stay rollin' And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber pistol when they loading They penalize us, tryna slow us down They constantly f-cking us up That's why we're buck wild Call me porch monkey, call me jigaboo When you know you wanna f-ck my woman and eat my barbeque How the f-ck you gon' watch my house But don't wanna live on my street The ape man told Tarzan "how the f-ck you better than me?" Rap I run that rock, and got a jump shot Who we got that black wife, up in that white house I took a look and didn't sell out I was in the? and didn't bail out Hoping the, didn't fail out Back to the top from the jail house Lace 'em up, tie ya shoe Catch a cut, you know what pressure do Birds for the summer Hummers for the runners Candy on the paint 9 for the thunder Throw a couple hundreds Fishing on a fishtail Big money shit, cash money oilwell High roller, shot caller, big boss Original, real nigga from the start Head huntin', price on a nigga tab Hit 'em up, for playing with a f-cking male Who out c'here f-cking with me, huh? tell me that I'm bout to drop that sh-t, where my pamper at? Try to answer that, or give me my mantle back I bury you cockroaches, shoulda left me where I was at You dun made that f-cking bed You dun built this f-cking castle? Yeah nigga what the hell Talking baby business, yeah Don't be f-cking with me Cause you wont get off easy I feel just like Drew Brees When they kick off football season How I cut the ref, you can't stop me from bleeding Rappers betta leave me 'lone If they gon' keep on breathing Now keep on starving and I'mma gonna keep on eating And you keep on sucking, and I'mma keep on skeetin You gon' be the one bussing or be the one fleeing You better keep on trucking Ain't nobody wanna f-ck with me this evening Birds for the summer Hummers for the runners Candy on the paint 9 for the thunder Throw a couple hundreds Fishing on a fishtail Big money shit, cash money oilwell High roller, shot caller, big boss Original, real nigga from the start Head huntin', price on a nigga tab Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga male Uh, ain't it crazy how shit be That's why I flush it I got the Tommy gun with the drum That's percussion I just popped a couple pain pills, self destruction I made something out of nothing, thanks for nothin' I pistol whip ya bitch, knock her out Robitussin Ran up in your house, killed everybody, no discussion Rep, that muthaf-cking red flag like a Russian Yeah, look, I told her baby I'm a thrasher We kissed, I lit her ass up than I ashed her No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my queen Duffle bag too heavy to carry to the car My Mary in a jar I'm food, I let the haters add a little salt That's cool, I do it for all the niggas that try And all the bitches I've f-cked, and all my niggas that died Tunechi Birds for the summer Hummers for the runners Candy on the paint 9 for the thunder Throw a couple hundreds Fishing on a fishtail Big money shit, cash money oilwell High roller, shot caller, big boss Original, real nigga from the start Head huntin', price on a nigga tab Hit 'em up, for playing with a nigga male

(Feat. Lil' Wayne) 100... stunna!.wot it is nigga?...i fucking love it!.we ride and die fo this money nigga!.(haha) its your turn. Lil wayne chrous (2x) I gat(belive that) and im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right (2x) (yeah) Birdman Dear lord, help me, give out this water cant go under cause i got my son and my dawta, i cant beat that, we cant do that, we had to get it how we life nigga fuck that, ophan in da jungle playin wid the drums, niggas dont play homie niggas if you won, on the rip nigga fuckin with the other shit tryin to get money flip a nigga a whole brick, watch pots fall on (top) watch the homie hittin the bentley lyk rollin with the old dawgs, nigga solute and we get religous, money to the celin nigga doin big bussiness, so i pray so we do it right, fucking with the family bitch, nigga we could do it tonight... so fuck who made ya, fuck who rage ya lil hommie i paid ya.killa Lil wayne (chorus) x2 Birdman verse 2 Sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister, thanking about the times and i already miss her, junion on my side, pistol in my pocket.co mo right there at my nephews driver, fucked up daddy, i see the fire in my eye, im down yh hustling, but my heart is in the sky, shiped and changed mah, doin my thang mah, i got my lil hommie number one in the game nah, hope these pussies dont play with my son, ima put it out.nigga quickest it come, ima put it out nigga empham the drum, daddy whole family cryin' bitch were rich and we won!...(we kil) (Stunna baby) Lil wayne chrous 2x And im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right (2x) (yeah)

Here we are, we are the champions We've come so far, they said it can't be done And we right here, and we still number one Still number one, still number one So here we are, we are the champions Check it, always had big hopes as a kid Just a rotten tomato building shit out of Legos Can't hit the ball if you ain't swingin' the bat And like a home run, that boy is not coming back Rise like creams, kid with a dream Went from never seeing straight to the face on a magazine Now my team got anthems Y'all frozen, a cold hook from the champion Here we are, we are the champions (YMCMB) We've come so far, they said it can't be done And we right here, and we still number one Still number one, still number one So here we are, we are the champions You know you gotta be strong to survive When everyone's trying to break you So let 'em hate, just go your own way Don't ever let 'em try and change you I walk alone through the fire to the throne I find myself in the dark, I close my eyes and there you are Here we are, we are the champions We've come so far, they said it can't be done And we right here, and we still number one (yeah) Still number one, still number one (yeah) So here we are, we are the champions (Stunna, check me) Rich gang, from Forbes to fortune and fame Spit game, from millions to billions to gain Life, triple crown on them bright lights Sunny days, rainy nights on them global flights Yeah, the like father, like son struggle Mo' muscle, gun bussa, we flip digits TRUK fitted, go get it Ship it cause it's bigger than life Here we are, we are the champions We've come so far, they said it can't be done And we right here, and we still number one Still number one, still number one So here we are, we are the champions (yeah) Uh, number one in this motherfucker Lil Weezy fuck the world with two dicks But in the meantime I'mma have a nice time Went from a con artist to an icon Got the keys to success on my key ring Used to dream about sugar, sweet dreams But reality is a bitch and she my bitch Sold my soul to the devil, made a profit Tunechi Here we are, we are the champions (yeah, haha) We've come so far, they said it can't be done (pour some Gatorade on it) And we right here, and we still number one (ah, yeah, yeahh) Still number one, still number one (oh yeah) So here we are, we are the champions (I almost forgot) (Young Mula babyyy)