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Yeah that's it. |
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Yeah! Uh. |
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Where haven't we.... |
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Uh.Know the planes and the, |
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Taylor Gang and the...haha. |
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Uh.[Verse 1] |
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Fast cars with bad broads in 'em, |
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I proceed to smoke these trees |
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And stuff piles of cheese in my 501 denim, where they bull*******t begins |
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I end them |
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And nope, |
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I don't hear these *****s trippin' |
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Closing the cabin door and reving up all my engines |
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The ***** is rolled, the drink is cold |
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It's new to you, to me it's old |
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C-E-O, these off brand *****s aint really the future, |
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Ms. CleoHigh when |
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I approach, been known, to leave ***** crumbs and trails of |
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Sour D smoke |
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The irony, of suckas who predicted the planes land and know they wanna fly with me |
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I just let it boost my confidence, roll another joint, drop pilot *******t. |
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O-K.[Chorus] |
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This aint the life that we chose, but it's the life that we living |
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Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin'.' |
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Cause we'll get there in a minute |
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And we'll get there in a minute, 'cause we'll get in there in a minute |
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Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.' |
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Cause we'll get there in a minute.[Verse 2] |
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Ask me if |
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I plan to be roof top chillin' with some pretty ass women, you'd be glad to meet |
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Trees stuffed in the passenger seat, charge it to my phone, 'couple changes of clothes |
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And the OG told me all haters expose they self, so it's best to leave it alone |
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Pop the cork, put the tree in the bone |
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Been here for a minute you *****s just catchin' on |
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Master of the craft, |
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I've grown |
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Haters trail the path, |
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I've flown |
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It's obvious, suckas talk down but we aint trippin' |
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Hoes ***** with us, say we different |
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At my hotel chillin', bad women come to fill my marijuana perscription |
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You *****s know the biz, it's |
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Taylor Gang or kill him.[Chorus] |
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This aint the life that we chose, but it's the life that we living |
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Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin'.' |
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Cause we'll get there in a minute |
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And we'll get there in a minute, 'cause we'll get in there in a minute |
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Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.' |
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Cause we'll get there in a minute. |