What We On Lyrics – mgk, Sauce Walka

Read the full What We On lyrics by mgk, Sauce Walka and Symba along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Mgk’s music, you can also explore FIX UR FACE and Tell me what’s up v5 demo, two other songs by Mgk.

[Intro: Sauce Walka]
You know that’s what we on
Owe (Mhmm), owe, owe, each one teach one
It’s like that, you know what I’m saying?
Decisions of Dijon
You know that’s what we on

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
Surviving through damnation’
Record labels play with rappers’ souls with a PlayStation
Sitting in a cell over
Shooting ’em shell cases, catch bond leave with a leg bracelet

It’s not a Chanel statement, big booty women like big faces
Michael Myers’ green ranger suit might kill Jason
Crooked off a (??), plant the dope while the Trump raising
Tryna press the Sergeant, been a whilе since he closed casеs
It’s like that, seen grown men forget to fight back
Unpaid retainer with lawyers just got his life snatched, damn
Too many nights up in the (??)
Should’ve used his (??) gave you (??) how it behind
Rocky Bal’, boulders in the teeth
Heavy ass Cuban link, Mr. (??)
Buffalo souldier, prime time TV, this the Dijon
(??) said ya peon

[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
You know that’s what we on
You know that’s what we on

[Verse 2: Symba]
Broken promises, no trust funds, no scholarships
Occupations don’t give opportunity to the fatherless
Ghetto economists, the ghetto built up our confidence
Tough love’ll make you hate n!ggas you should be honoring
These n!ggas look at criticism like an opp
Money come and go like small businesses
Most n!ggas got similar stories because they (??) n!ggas from the bottom couldn’t come to the top

My n!gga, I done seen a lot
Full blooded gangsters turned crooked cops
Dope fiends who had a jump shot and started shooting rock
I’m tryna motivate these young n!ggas to get up off the block
But college grads don’t get the same respect as n!ggas who get shot
My pops really shot a cop, the cops really killed my pop
It’s why I stay so close to Aiden, all I got is him and Hailey
All I got is friends who play me, the loss of love could never change me
N!ggas hate me ’cause they ain’t me, knowing damn well they should thank me
Lately I been grew too much to speak on
We done cracked the combination to the street code
If I could die and change the world, that’s what we on
Tryna bring the hood together, that’s what we on

[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
You know that’s what we on
You know that’s what we on
You know that’s what we on

[Verse 3: mgk]
Woke up today with issues, I went to sleep with whispers from Satan
Saying, “Goddamn, come back to the dark side, we miss you”
My heart grew cold as igloos, my daughters eyes still hold the pain of seeing her daddy high
She told me those words cut like Ginsus
This life was never simple ,y best friend in the penitentiary
Gave him fifteen thousand , found out he was hooked on crystal
(Now he done lost his mental, damn) Fu*k it, I need some tissues
I shed a tear, they wiped his nose, they found my bro on the porch, red dot in his head like Hindu’s
Red car on the block, it’s him, but damn, that don’t make sense
‘Cause they was friends, but he want presidentials
Where I’m from, it’s detrimental, they still know I’m residential
They still see my car at Harvard, they still see me park on Central
They see me on Billboard charts, they still know I hold my pistol
Same nights that I play guitar, same nights I crash out like (??)

[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
You know that’s what we on
You know that’s what we on
You know that’s what we on