This is a song about "We be"

The system aint working like what we used to be

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

We be ballin' hard nigga, we dont teach lessons.

We three gonna be the next leaders

Penncounting pennys over tha years

We didn't think we'd be affected

I got some fire and shit

All my niggas we be winning, we stay tatted, we stay clean.

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Or maybe we just not to be

All i want is you baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

We should be up in anarchy

Carol city or was it the west

And we may not be perfect