Testo We Outchea - Ace Hood feat. Lil Wayne
Testo della canzone We Outchea (Ace Hood feat. Lil Wayne), tratta dall'album We Outchea
Real life
Ace Hood, yeah!
We the motherfuckin' best, huh
Lil' bro, you know I got you
I made my way from the bottom, and I'm grindin' (I'm grindin')
I wake up every morning lookin' for commas (for commas)
'Bout my dollars (yeah), I'm goin' all out
And that's on my mama (on my mama), on my mama (yeah)
'Cause we outchea (we outchea)
We outchea (we outchea)
Ain't no sleepin' (ain't no sleepin')
'Cause we outchea ('cause we outchea)
And we outchea (and we outchea)
We outchea (we outchea)
Grindin' all damn night, 'cause we outchea
Uh, every day that I wake nigga, I'ma say my prayers (amen)
I'ma get on my grind, dawg, and my mama need a new crib (amen)
And I'ma make that shake, gotta put the food on they plate (they plate)
Stay focused and get money, never gave a fuck what they say
Ain't no time to sleep, I get guap, ain't no Jordans in the shoebox
Ain't no roof that came with that drop, chase that paper, youngin', don't stop
Nigga, I was born and raised in that jungle, tryna to get my folk and them out that struggle
Fuck that nine-to-five, it don't cut, ain't no job, I guess that's my luck
Yeah, nigga outchea and that's every day, tryna triple what I made today
This one here for my real niggas and bad bitches who gettin' cake
Count it up 'til your thumbs hurt, put fam second and God first
Hatin' niggas ain't phasin' me, you couldn't walk a mile in my footwear
I made my way from the bottom, and I'm grindin' (I'm grindin')
I wake up every morning lookin' for commas (for commas)
'Bout my dollars (yeah), I'm goin' all out
And that's on my mama (on my mama), on my mama (yeah)
'Cause we outchea (we outchea)
We outchea (we outchea)
Ain't no sleepin' (ain't no sleepin')
'Cause we outchea ('cause we outchea)
And we outchea (and we outchea)
We outchea (we outchea)
Grindin' all damn night, 'cause we outchea
Uh, money over the best pussy
The blind hear me, the deaf lookin'
When opportunity knock, I ran out the back door
Shit, I thought it was the cops, damn
I fuck the bitch with a broom stick
The same broom that I didn't clean my room with
Stay on my toes, no ballet
Shout out my Zoe's, Sak Pase
I'm twistin' weed in my mansion
I go dumber than Lamont Sanford
Remember when moms couldn't afford Pampers
Now she trying to avoid cameras
All I do is count my blessings
Weezy F for Fortunate
I came up from that bottom
Now I'm richer than chocolate, Lil Tunechi
And I'm grindin' (I'm grindin')
I wake up every morning lookin' for commas (for commas)
'Bout my dollars (yeah), I'm goin' all out
And that's on my mama (on my mama), on my mama (yeah)
'Cause we outchea (we outchea)
We outchea (we outchea)
Ain't no sleepin' (ain't no sleepin')
'Cause we outchea ('cause we outchea)
And we outchea (and we outchea)
We outchea (we outchea)
Grindin' all damn night, 'cause we outchea (yeah, yeah)
I say another day, another dollar, thank the Lord for my praying mama
Watch ya back in this cold world 'cause everybody won't see tomorrow
Money called, and I'm motivated, kill the beat, it's premeditated
Still remember like yesterday when them hard times had me frustrated
Say any day, I'ma go and get it, pair of J's and my Florida fitted
Quittin' not in my vocab and no hate is found in my soul and spirit
Young nigga trying to feed the fam, hatin' on me, I don't give a damn
Out here like what nigga? You don't get the picture like Instagram
Hundred dollars to a couple grand, couple grand to a hundred bands
Hundred bands to them big Ms and my weight up like six gyms
I'm outchea and I mean that, We The Best, where my team at? (Yeah)
Bad vibes, I don't need that, I done came too far to be lookin' back
I made my way from the bottom (yeah, nigga), and I'm grindin' (I'm grindin', what?)
I wake up every morning lookin' for commas (like every day, nigga) (for commas)
'Bout my dollars (yeah), I'm goin' all out (what? What? What?)
And that's on my mama (on my mama), on my mama (what? What, nigga? Turn up) (yeah)
'Cause we outchea (we what?) (We outchea)
We outchea (we what?) (We outchea)
Ain't no sleepin' (ain't no sleepin')
'Cause we outchea (turn up, nigga) ('cause we outchea)
And we outchea (yeah, we outchea)
We outchea (yeah, we outchea)
Grindin' all damn night, 'cause we outchea (Young Mula, baby)
Ace Hood nig'
Fuck these old bitch ass niggas
Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Antoine Mccolister, Anthony Norris
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