We Don’t Miss

Yeah Yeah (Mhmm, yeah) It's Ty Balla (Mhmm, yeah) (Mhmm, yeah) (Fast lane musik) I remember the days I was young & dumb But now all twenty-three, y'all ain't seeing me Y'all gone hear ty ballin on beats Like I'm going one & done I wonder what they gone say now Came along way from them playgrounds Tryna get rich or die trying so it's either 'get down or lay down' Cause the way we work Balla brother records had to get a new roster Teamed-up with 'nfl' Yeah we forever locked in Me & rose like big & puff "Damn my nigga who shot ya?" Where I'm from you ain't gotta be in vegas for them to 2pac ya Go get it back & spin Still sinning cause we don't miss Slide on em in a demon, this a v12 not no v6 Ain't talking chamillionaire When I say we riding dirty in this bitch Drink & smoking, know a couple hotheads all they wanna do is blitz & For the right price, they'll put you on a hit-list (hit list, yeah) Go get it back & spin (spin again) Still sinning cause we don't miss (shoot, shoot, shoot) This a v12 not no v6 This a v12 not no v6 This a v12 not no v6 Yeah (Okay, haha) Fast lane musik, got them hits on speed-dial Since my last dropped feels like it's been awhile Flow so dope it's like moving white, life is worth the wild Know some niggas always mad they don't even frown Ain't talking J.Cole when he was snappin' on 'crooked smile' From jumping turnstiles to getting paid for my shows now The reason I don't miss cause I got so many styles p Let a jada off the leash Ain't gone be no hehehe Noticing lately I should just keep it P Can't let 'em humble me They got so much to talk about but ima say the least That's word to TLC, I hardly ever do the passenger seat You won't see me with her if that's not my shorty Keeping my foot up on the gas while they on e Catch me switchin' gears in a new ferrari gxe Like to be heard but I hate to be fucking seen (yeah) (Yeah-yeah) (Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw) (Haha) (Yeah) Oh my god