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Yeah that's it. Yeah! Uh. Where we....Uh.
Know the and the, Taylor Gang and the...haha. Uh.

1]
Fast cars with bad broads in 'em, I to smoke these trees
And stuff piles of cheese in my 501 denim, where they bullshit I end them
And nope, I don't hear these niggas
the cabin door and reving up all my engines
The is rolled, the drink is cold
new to you, to me it's old
C-E-O, off brand niggas aint really the future, Ms. Cleo
High when I approach, been known, to leave weed crumbs and trails of Sour D
The irony, of suckas who predicted the planes land and know wanna fly with me
I just let it boost my confidence, roll another joint, pilot shit. O-K.

This aint the life we chose, but it's the life that we living
Know we on the top, but we aint trippin'.
'Cause get there in a minute
And we'll get there in a minute, we'll get in there in a minute
we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get in a minute.

2]
Ask me if I plan to be roof top chillin' some pretty ass women, you'd be glad to meet
Trees stuffed in the passenger seat, charge it to my phone, changes of clothes
And the OG me all haters expose they self, so it's best to leave it alone
Pop the cork, put the in the bone
Been here for a minute you niggas catchin' on
Master of the craft, grown
Haters trail the path, flown
It's obvious, suckas talk down but we aint
Hoes with us, say we different
At my chillin', bad women come to fill my marijuana perscription
You niggas the biz, it's Taylor Gang or kill him.

This aint the life we chose, but it's the life that we living
we belong on the top, but we aint trippin'.
'Cause get there in a minute
And we'll get there in a minute, 'cause we'll get in there in a
we belong on the top but we aint trippin'.
'Cause we'll get in a minute.