Kevin Gates - We Are Strong lyrics

[Intro: Lil Bibby] I don't know what the f** wrong with these n***as man Somebody tell me, please tell me, I don't know It just, I don't feel these n***as [Hook: Pat Benatar] We are strong, no one can tell us we are wrong Heartache to heartache we stand We are strong [Verse 1: Lil Bibby] Yea, I'm the young n***a with the sick flow They watchin' how I move cause they know I get dough Posted on the block, stuntin' with my kin folks n***a, you ain't talkin' money what the f** you here for? When I'm finna cop a crib somewhere by the rich folks Same old young n***a used to kick doors The whole world love me cause they know my sh** cold If not, I switch hoes every time I switch clothes Pockets got knots in 'em, keep a couple Glocks near 'em Long a** clip, know it got a lot of shots in 'em Keep a bad thot with 'em, k**as from the block with 'em p**y a** rap n***as always got the cops with 'em That's why I can't f** with 'em, never put my trust in 'em How they gone react when a n***a get to bustin'? Couple shots fired, watch the n***as get to runnin' n***as sneak dissin' so I just say f** it [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] Really said f** 'em, this is not a rap song Boost Mobile Curve, this is not a TracFone Contract free, what a n***a trap on Inner tube, c**aine with the mustard on a couple Pray the Lord keep me safe from who I f** without a rubber Prayer make me cold hearted, I don't ever wanna love again Sacrificing random money, up and bought another Benz Brother got murdered, I'll never have another friend Now I'm blowing loud when our lounge got emotional At times but the d** help a motherf**er tuck 'em in Diamonds in my teeth will help me represent the struggle People in position recognize a n***a muscle When you come up in the slums having nothing make you humble Stomach rumble learned to k** without a question in the jungle Scary a** rappers when I leave a n***a mumble Got it out the mud, they respect a n***a hustle [Bridge: Kevin Gates] I be tellin' my little brother "Mane look you got a whole promising future in front of you" He be ready to flash out and you know, go with his move I really don't feel right givin' no good advice cause I'm in the streets thugging I can get k**ed or go to jail any day sh**, but by any means, we gonna f**ing eat [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Bibby + (Kevin Gates)] Aye Gates, where should I start with 'em? I can tell these young boys ain't got no heart in 'em n***as funny, you don't even like to talk with 'em (Me either but we gotta play it smart with 'em Man f** 'em in they a**, we finessin' for the check If they get outta line they might get one in the neck) Lay a n***a down, then skeet off in the 'Vette Leave a n***a wet, I can't take no disrespect (Loaded Mac-11, Bibby come through with the Tech Shoulder play amazing n***a wanna get some wreck Say you want us dead? You won't take another breathe All I know is us, I don't see nobody else) Did it on my own, I don't need nobody help I was on the block movin' P's by myself Chasin' after cash, everything movin' fast Gotta get it while you can cause you know it won't last (Rap don't work, Back to standin' in the trap On the phone, in the kitchen, cookin' wearin' slabs n***a want four, I'mma hit him for the 40 40 Grand a bird, yea, a n***a been retawdid Me and Bibby in the building, life of the party Know it's got a name but I don't know what to call it) [Hook]