This is a song about "We rise we fall"

We getting paid like we knew we would

We was loonie i suppose, you could

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

We may snooze when we can

Still the man with the pan

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

I won't deny, we finna fall in love tonight

Our rise began with the fall of the bullets

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

We symbolize in surprise rapping in overdrive its our rise to the sky

Can do is rise and watchm fall because they is small just like when

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

My team running and we can't fall!

I don’t do nothing but ball