Booka600 - We Ball lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Durk] f** a footage, Nuski died in my face I knew I lost my family, I seen the color of the tape His mamma still mad, so I gave her a break Break, b**h Her OG's starting to think that I'm fake Chino, Asap, Pluto, Moski, Tayski, I can't live without them Gutta, that's Zoo brother I don't know him, but heard a lot about him Get smoked if you caught without it Thinkin' 'bout a pa**, I doubt it Opps took so many factors, had to go and buy some choppers n***as k**ed your homie, you ain't even ride Me and Booka from the Lam back to Steve Drive Folk 'nem extra Folk 'nem four, five deep On Pluto, Folk 'nem desperate Shooting sh** with no mask on f** it 'cause Folk 'nem catching Have a kickback on your block We poppin' in every way Why he keep on talking like we won't turn him into a day? n***as snake me once, then it's f** n***as And you know we m**m, so they had to keep the blood in 'em This will knock you cold, ain't nobody put no slugs in 'em Smoking on that Zeko, Fat Head, Tutu, Tooka, Lil Marc, Jojo Yes, we do it! (Gang) [Interlude: Lil Durk] Doo-doo (Ooh, ooh) Doo-doo [Verse 2: Booka 600] L'A lost his blood, n***a If it was me, the one, they always had star, n***a And we was having heart to heart discussions Long nights in them trenches, shootouts bussin' f** the opps, we smoke Brick up in the lobby Got five brothers, they down for them bodies Nobody told Six ain't got no love in 'em n***as out here spelling loyal, ain't got love in it These n***as bold Lil Boo told me how it was, n***a All eyes on us, don't trust n***as I feel his soul Pull that AK, let up Ain't a opp out here I'm letting up on Stello died for this sh**, ain't letting up on 'em And I cried for that sh**, this sh** heavy on me (Yeah) [Verse 3: Lil Durk] Free all my brothers, I gotta go get 'em Can't tell you the story 'cause I'ma die with 'em You beefing with Folk 'nem, I cannot get in it If it's not a foreign, I cannot get in it Nobody knows Nobody knows Made this sh** when I was all in my feelings In school, we posted up all in the building Your homie had told, but that's not my business (He told) n***as be trippin' Lil n***a, you know what you did It's crazy, I heard you be f**ing with kids (Yeah, heard you f**ing with kids) (Murder, murder) n***a, we ballin' Money to the jail, lawyers and bail Money to the side to the side 'case they be callin' I'ma press one, n***as be dodging [Outro: Lil Durk, Booka 600, and Both] We don't do this often Catch a opp and off him n***a we ball Yeah, yeah 600, 600 (600), Snitch-K 600 (600) 600 (600) Snitch-K (Snitch-K) 600 (600) 300 (300) 300 (300)