Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song While We Here , by - 8Ball & MJG. Release date: 04.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
While We Here |
| While we here lets celebrate |
| dont do tomorrow what you could do today |
| tell somebody you love’em nigga |
| tell somebody you love’em nigga (yea, yea) |
| It was a long hard struggle |
| my life been a battlefield, but i keep fightin |
| givin all that i got ta give, real is the only way that i try to live |
| get mines like the next man gets his |
| a closed mouth never got fed |
| thats why im spittin now daddy, do it for the bread |
| i do it for the love, i do it for the ?? |
| matter fact i really do it for all the above |
| im mild mannered but im hype on my records |
| i try to separate real life from the records |
| most of the stuff that i rap about be facts |
| but dont mean that i still live like that |
| a lot of paths, i no longer have to walk up out em |
| im blessed to be a rapper, i get paid to talk about em |
| i aint got to keep a strap in my lap now |
| thank god i can make it with this rap now |
| Summertime 1985, granmomma, grandaddy they were still alive |
| me and my cousins playin the the yard |
| before a young nigga knew that life got hard |
| years went by, now we in the streets |
| they was in the trap and i was rappin over beats |
| jermaine, but everybody called him maine |
| on my birthday he got murdered and slain |
| ??? |
| now he the subject of my sad song |
| i miss him, we cant never bring him back |
| i wish he woulda asked me for them couple stacks damn |
| his momma look so hurt |
| when she had to put her son body in tha dirt |
| and i cried, i hope you listen to the words i speak |
| if one person get the picture thats good for me |
| im not tryin to steal ya money |
| im not tryin to take ya woman |
| im just tryin to feed my family and take care of my momma |
| im a slave ever since they broke these chains i been runnin |
| everything came to me was a long time comin |
| im an OG man, i just look this way |
| ill do somethin to ya, i just look this way |
| i aint got enough face for my tear drop trails |
| too many homies locked up to help em make bail |
| so i try to send em pictures, holla on tha phone |
| try to keep em motivated til they make it home |
| sometimes i feel like im locked up and im free |
| sometimes i feel like its overwhelming being me |
| but i snap back and realize im built for this life |
| everything you take from me imma get back twice |
| no problems and no failures, imma pro |
| cuz the solutions for succeeding is all that i know |