This is a song about "We i"

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We apart. i feel we never met we never set or come near each other. we can

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Something we had before when we were kids that's all i want

But i guess we should forget it

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

And get on down with this thc vision

I wonder why we take from our women

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

We fight then we make up i wanna admit

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

You see, i can see we have dreams but we never try,

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

I mean we as black community

I believed in us pretending we never had

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat