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[Wiz
Yeah it. Yeah! Uh. Where haven't we....Uh.
Know the planes and the, Gang and the...haha. Uh.

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

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

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

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