We Ball (Remix)

[Verse]
Wins and losses I could tell you about a lost nigga
I ain't know about life until I lost niggas
RIP to LO, RIP to Wass nigga
Thinking of those two I forgot nigga
Lost LO right beside me on a cold night
Shit crazy wish bro could've hold tight
Broke my heart but it turned me to a man tho
Cause since then I'm even strapped in the bando
Can't let these niggas make my mom cry, that's a no
Hit Robin over 10 times but he ain't died tho
Got blessed cause my broski can still breathe
They rather see me lose my mind in these cold streets
In the hole guards tryna give you no sheets
Writing bars and writing letters to my broski's
In the hole guards tryna give you no sheets
Writing bars and writing letters to my---
If you ain't gang you could get lost
Writing bars in my cell, thinking how I miss Wass
And fuck a win cause I still feel that big lost
Not a word every time something gets moshed
We put you on a chain now they all do the same
And not a soul can tell T-Dub about real pain
I treat your mom like my hooya, that's real love
And she only speaks facts on real stuff
If they ain't Wass Gang then they can't rock with me
And it still feel like you on the block with me
Courtz gang but I always got the shots with me
No lacking yeah I always got the Glock with me
Courtz gang but I always got the shots with me
No lacking yeah I always got the Glock with me

[Outro]
Yeah yeah, always got the Glock with me yeah yeah