This is a song about "Were"

We were doing okay, we were never stackin' green,

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

We were losing our hope cause we were never oozing with dough

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Pain, he's ready for whatever

Yeh, yeh, yeh coming from a time were

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

When you said you were leaving rap-pad cause you were agonized

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Were you naughty or were you nice? only time will tell.

You and i were basically brothers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light