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