We Live

Album cover art for "We Live" by Bun B & Jinell & Dave East

Bun B & Jinell & Dave East - Rap

We Live

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[Intro: Statik Selektah & Dave East] But now, you've changed my life This one's for Hovain (Uh, uh) Statik Selektah [Verse 1: Dave East] True underground king like Bun and Pimp I'm on 2-5th, I'm getting shrimp, this .40 on me, I feel like Kemp With The Supersonics, a project baby, I got used to violence Loudmouth niggas lost they life, learned to maneuver silent I cried tears but now it's denim tears I spent some years talking to ghosts, they silent, always disappear Before I linked up with Statik, I had some static Dutch Master for the haze, the playlist was Illmatic This a real savage, talk about the trenches 'cause I lived there I'd rather be in San Juan, low in Givenchy swimwear Jamaican plug, me and my nigga Tommy and Sincere UPS haters stop the package I had sent there We got more though, plug from DR, his name was Gordo You can take a look at this life, don't say what you saw though It's a membership, to be a part of this, they scan the barcode My heart froze, and I'ma shoot my shot until the bar closed [Chorus: Jinell] Said it ain't no thang, know we like to get crazy We can joke, kick it, don't play me Like the ocean, shit can get wavy 'Cause we live, we live, we li-di-da-ah Said it ain't no thang, know we like to get crazy We can joke, kick it, don't play me Like the ocean, shit can get wavy 'Cause we live, we live, we li-di-da-ah [Verse 2: Bun B] I hit Jamaica to politic with the Rastas You hit Jamaica and order jerk chicken pasta You are not the same, nigga, as me, you an imposter Before you speak to me, go check your posture Sticking your chest out, I hope them niggas brought you a vest out 'Cause we don't get stressed, you get pressed and then stretched out Before we spin the block, we knowin' what's the best route No civilians, only the soldiers, we leave the rest out I hit New York, head to Harlem and hit Easter Fuck the Feds, let's go turn some heads and light the streets up Call up Carbone's and tell them to set the feast up Laid back with the heat tucked, kickin' my feets up Ridin' through New York, under city lights smokin' Skittles Yeah the name is Big Bun, nigga, big, not little 'Cause everything you tryin' to do, we already done it, Jack It's Trillstatik 2, you niggas knew we was gon' run it back [Chorus: Jinell] Said it ain't no thang, know we like to get crazy We can joke, kick it, don't play me Like the ocean, shit can get wavy 'Cause we live, we live, we li-di-da-ah Said it ain't no thang, know we like to get crazy We can joke, kick it, don't play me Like the ocean, shit can get wavy 'Cause we live, we live, we li-di-da-ah

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Credits

Writers
  • Bun B
  • Statik Selektah
  • Dave East
  • Jinell