We On
Akon Feat. Yo Gotti Lyrics


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His here for the money homeboy
Money money money train nigga
It's like we evolve till we fall, and we done fall till we evolve
And then we back and bounce back bitch
Yea
It's real simple nigga
It's just seein' to be whats in you nigga
If you a hustla, you gonna get dough
And that's how it goes.

[Chorus]
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

[Verse 1: All Star]
I gotta get this money, I gotta I just gotta
Not a little a lotta from rap, a rough rida
(Harlem)
I'm prolly' out in the east getting it in on the loc since I'm a stunna' I get 'em from ten
(Yea)
I just bought some new guns and got rid of some friends (fuck em)
I'm about my business I git it from Slim
I grind hard (grind hard) ya cash-ville I'm gon' swagga'
Pimpin on the car I'm gon' mask up or bang up
Hustla, gangsta, old school Chevrolet
Custom painted (skerr) they love me in the hood,
So I'm like fuck being famous
You don't wanna live my life,
Trust me I'm dangerous, I must keep a banga
(Yea)What can I say but when its on, its on
If we don' call it off until everybody's gone
All Star homey, keep a hell of a price
Cash money still a army and I earn my stripes

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I'm a gangsta millionaire since
You could put me on the scale and weigh everythin'
I'm 36 old fish scale still stand
Then eat the nigga
And I'm gonna ride fo' my people nigga
I'm in the hood where the dudes be
Whoever assumed that me a be runnin' around with c and b
I gotta a army and I'm the general nigga
Money plentiful nigga, then why your old lady into the nigga
I'ma button down bricks and voices off in my head
Like murder bout the spirits and watchin' out fo' the feds
Fo' real I got Mexican friends, I ain't gon' lie about it
And I took a few losses I ain't gon' cry about it
But I'll front you a brick if you down and tapped out
A nigga shot your homie in the head, you just getting high about it
Yo Gotti straight up I'm a snitch killa'
Don't even speak to me Garth, you ain't a real nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Birdman]
Now I'm riding through my town got the key to my city
All the tin mo things brand new in the minute
Every nigga in this mothafucka' no me dog
Livin' legend, ridin' fly, nigga ball til ya' fall
Methomine project where I started the struggle
Gladis run around Sams in the circle we hustle
K.C gave me the game, I took it and tuck it
Nigga brought it to another level cookin' and cutting
From the half 17's, nigga 50 n hundreds,
I done made the Lamborghini's, rolls royces on buttons
And I done did my time, I wouldn't git it, wouldn't git it
And got it on my mind cause it's money over bitches
All the time I'm bout mine, nigga workin' from digits
Green bag full of cash nigga how we feel it
Stunna island poppin' bottles nigga fuckin them bitches
Got the money and fame and them and them come on wit it, mo hundred





[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

The song "We On" by Akon featuring Yo Gotti talks about the life of gangsters and their lavish lifestyle. The opening line of the song, "He's here for the money homeboy, Money money money train nigga," clearly depicts the obsession with wealth and money among gangsters. It further talks about how they evolve and then fall, and then evolve again to be on top while showcasing their army guns, Tommy guns, and quick-to-bang attitude. The chorus emphasizes that people may talk about them, but they know who the real gangsters are.


Verse 1 by All Star is about the passion to earn money, hustle, and Gangsta life. He talks about how he earned his stripes and how he loves his life even though it's dangerous. Yo Gotti's verse is about his journey to getting rich and how he generates cash abundantly. He speaks about his army and being a millionaire. The last verse by Birdman talks about his success, his rise from struggling to making millions, and got the money and fame that come with it.


Line by Line Meaning

His here for the money homeboy
He's only in this for the money, my friend.


Money money money train nigga
Money is all that matters to this person, my brother.


It's like we evolve till we fall, and we done fall till we evolve
We keep changing until we fail, and we keep failing until we change again.


And then we back and bounce back bitch
And then we come back stronger, my friend.


Yea
Yes.


It's real simple nigga
It's very straightforward, my brother.


It's just seein' to be whats in you nigga
It's only a matter of recognizing your inner qualities, my friend.


If you a hustla, you gonna get dough
If you're a hustler, you'll make money, my brother.


And that's how it goes.
That's just the way it is, my friend.


Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Those people may talk, but they know we're real gangsters, my brother.


Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
We have powerful guns that can quickly cause damage, my friend.


Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
We arrive at the club with brand new vehicles that are freshly painted, my brother.


Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Those ladies want to associate with us because we're rich and famous in our neighborhood, my friend.


I gotta get this money, I gotta I just gotta
I need to make money, it's something I have to do, my brother.


Not a little a lotta from rap, a rough rida
I'll make a lot of money from rapping, I'm a tough guy, my friend.


I'm prolly' out in the east getting it in on the loc since I'm a stunna' I get 'em from ten
I'm probably in the east making money in my own way, my brother.


I just bought some new guns and got rid of some friends (fuck em)
I recently acquired new guns and got rid of some acquaintances, I don't care about them, my friend.


I'm about my business I git it from Slim
I'm focused on my work and I learned it from Slim, my brother.


If we don' call it off until everybody's gone
We won't stop until everyone has left, my friend.


Cash money still a army and I earn my stripes
I'm still a member of Cash Money and I worked hard to earn my position, my brother.


I'm a gangsta millionaire since
I'm a millionaire gangster these days, my friend.


You could put me on the scale and weigh everythin'
You can weigh everything I have on you scale, my brother.


And I'm gonna ride fo' my people nigga
And I'll always have my people's back, my friend.


I'm in the hood where the dudes be
I'm in the neighborhood where the guys are, my brother.


I gotta a army and I'm the general nigga
I have an army and I'm its leader, my friend.


Money plentiful nigga, then why your old lady into the nigga
I have a lot of money, so why is your girlfriend attracted to me, my brother?


Yo Gotti straight up I'm a snitch killa'
I'm Yo Gotti, and I'll take care of snitches, my friend.


Now I'm riding through my town got the key to my city
I'm now riding through my town with the key to it, my brother.


All the tin mo things brand new in the minute
I have brand new expensive things all over in no time, my friend.


Livin' legend, ridin' fly, nigga ball til ya' fall
I'm a legendary figure, living my life to the fullest, my brother.


From the half 17's, nigga 50 n hundreds
From half 17's to 50's and hundreds, my friend.


I done made the Lamborghini's, rolls royces on buttons
I own Lamborghinis and Rolls Royces that I can control with just a button, my brother.


All the time I'm bout mine, nigga workin' from digits
I'm always about my business and working with numbers, my friend.


Green bag full of cash nigga how we feel it
I feel great with a bag full of cash, my brother.


Stunna island poppin' bottles nigga fuckin them bitches
I'm partying like a boss and enjoying myself with some ladies, my friend.


Got the money and fame and them and them come on wit it, mo hundred
I have the money and the fame, and everyone wants to be a part of it, more and more, my brother.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BRYAN WILLIAMS, MWATA MITCHELL, TRISTAN G. JONES, JERMAINE ERIC SHUTE

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