The Statement (Remix)

Yeah that's it

Yeah uh

Where haven't we uh

Know the planes and the

Taylor Gang and the haha uh

Fast cars with bad broads in 'em

I proceed to smoke these trees

And stuff piles of cheese in my 501 denim

Where they bulls**t begins I end them

And nope I don't hear these n***as trippin

Closing the cabin door and reving up all my engines

The w**d is rolled the drink is cold

It's new to you to me it's old

C-E-O these off brand n***as

Ain't really the future Ms Cleo

High when I approach been known

To leave w**d crumbs and trails of Sour D smoke

The irony of suckas who predicted the planes land

And know they wanna fly with me

I just let it boost my confidence

Roll another joint drop pilot s**t ok

This ain't the life that we chose

But it's the life that we living

Know we belong on the top but we ain't trippin

Cause we'll get there in a minute

And we'll get there in a minute

Cause we'll get in there in a minute

Know we belong on the top but we ain't trippin

Cause we'll get there in a minute

Ask me if I plan to be roof top chillin' with some

Pretty a*s women you'd be glad to meet

Trees stuffed in the passenger seat

Charge it to my phone 'couple changes of clothes

And the OG told me all haters expose they self

So it's best to leave it alone

Pop the cork put the tree in the bone

Been here for a minute you n***as just catchin' on

Master of the craft I've grown

Haters trail the path I've flown

It's obvious suckas talk down but we ain't trippin

Hoes f**k with us say we different

At my hotel chillin

Bad women come to fill my ** perscription

You n***as know the biz

It's Taylor Gang or kill him

Uh yeah uh

This ain't the life that we chose

But it's the life that we living

Know we belong on the top

But we ain't trippin

Cause we'll get there in a minute

And we'll get there in a minute

Cause we'll get in there in a minute

Know we belong on the top but we ain't trippin

Cause we'll get there in a minute

Yeah