Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song While We Here, artist - Young Buck. Album song Split: The Rehab / From the Bottom 2 the Top, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.05.2011
Record label: Real Talk Ent
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 |