Here We Go

Here We Go - Jeezy

Lyrics by：Don Cannon/Sean Momberger/Jay Jenkins/Simon Park

Composed by：Don Cannon/Sean Momberger/Jay Jenkins/Simon Park

D**n turn me up a little bit

Here we go

Let's go

Chopper hold them fifties by the door

Door

B***h I got blue hundreds on the floor

Woo

Arm and hammer run I'm at the store

Talk that s**t n***a

Sick of nightmares of being poor

Yeah

That's evil I can smell it on your shirt

Ayy

That's cut 'cause I can smell it on the work

Woo

My uncle used to tell me "Know your worth"

Worth

My grandma used to make me go to church

Let's go

Times get hard still believe in God

God

Know some n***as down in Broward still believe in fraud

Woo

Preacher told me that I need to live my life with grace

Grace

Lawyer wanted twenty 'fore he even touched the case

D**n

Boy you be talkin' that s**t 'cause I'm out the gutter

Gutter

And I was talkin' that s**t when I came out my mother

Woo

Before he took his first breath I lost my only brother

On God

We motherf**k the world raw I lost my only rubber

Let's go

Now they gon' tell you that I really wasn't 'bout that

'Bout that

Like I ain't have a whole mill' before the contract

Like I ain't stand up in that kitchen catching contact

Woo

Hey I ain't like it so I had to make a comeback

Let's go

Here we go

Chopper hold them fifties by the door

Door

B***h I got blue hundreds on the floor

Floor

Arm and hammer run I'm at the store

Store

Sick of nightmares of being poor

Yeah

That's evil I can smell it on your shirt

Ayy

That's cut 'cause I can smell it on the work

Woo

My uncle used to tell me "Know your worth"

Worth

My grandma used to make me go to church

Let's go

They tell you anything and y'all believe it too

I believe in me n***a do you believe in you

You

Million crabs in the barrel boy I never knew

D**n

Let one leave up out the barrel s**t they'll never do

Nah

Another man's opinion is never my reality

I never follow n***as not my personality

The hustle dead and I call them n***as casualties

Killed

I did it my way that's probably why they mad at me

Now they gon' try to tell you I was never with that

With that

Like I ain't hit the interstate and go and get that

Get that

Like I ain't hit Chaquita house and go and split that

Like I ain't do this by myself and they resent that

Here we go

Let's go

Chopper hold them fifties by the door

Door

B***h I got blue hundreds on the floor

Woo

Arm and hammer run I'm at the store

Talk that s**t n***a

Sick of nightmares of being poor

Yeah

That's evil I can smell it on your shirt

Ayy

That's cut 'cause I can smell it on the work

Woo

My uncle used to tell me "Know your worth"

Worth

My grandma used to make me go to church