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[Bridge: Tre Mission] |
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With a little bit of weed and my eyes go bloodshot |
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One Love to my niggas that's up top |
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I was on the road but it weren't no honor |
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Smoking in school backwoods in my lunchbox |
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Oh what a fool gassed up like a truck-stop |
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Wait let me hide this odour |
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Used a cologne they were selling in shoppers |
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Tell the cashier next time I owe her |
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[Verse 1: Tre Mission] |
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Remember last year it was all about billing up |
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Now I've been thinking about giving up |
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Thinking how niggas ain't thinking about me |
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Got me thinking to myself 'Fuck Love', they don't give enough |
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I was O T, it was me they was was bringing up |
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God damn it was you I was bigging up |
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And I missed out on too much sleep |
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Fuck that, if I ever get a chance I'ma live it up |
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RIP to my nigga from PK |
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He was in the game like EA |
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Wanna book Tre? Then you gotta book Freeza too |
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I'm just trying to pay my DJ |
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No I don't wanna pay this Roger's bill |
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If a nigga don't rob you Rogers will |
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Way back in the day when would've sold these beats I was giving them help like Dr. Phil |
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Let's drink nigga do your math |
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Thirteen bucks me and you go half |
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Drink Bambino straight from the bottle, I was in the borough like New York |
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I'm tryna save on my cujo swag |
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Giving out flows bitch whos your dad |
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Chretien wanna talk from the side of his mouth |
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I'ma put him on the rain that Trudeau had |
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[Hook: Tre Mission] |
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Get up, get lean, get bread, make songs |
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(Sleepless nights in the Malmaison) |
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X 8 |
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[Bridge] |
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[Verse 2: Tre Mission] |
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[Hook] |
