"TTG" lyrics

"TTG"

Discipline has been molded in the corners of my mind
The pain built strength, the loss built gain
And this is what it takes, to build that legacy

We don't give a fuck what it takes
Or bout the laws and the rules you create
We will stand as one to demolish
This ain't a fuckin' debate

What do you know about sacrifice
We still rollin' up tuff every night
We put it all on the fuckin' line this time

We trained to go
We trained to go
We trained to go and you move too slow
TTG
I know you feel the fuckin' pressure now

Discipline has been molded in the corners of my mind
The pain built strength, the loss built gain
And this is what it takes, to build that legacy

So wisen up, before you challenge my position
There's levels to this shit and we move with intention, stand your ground

What do you know about sacrifice
We still rollin' up tuff every night
We put it all on the fuckin' line this time

We trained to go
We trained to go
We trained to go and you move too slow
TTG
I know you feel the fuckin' pressure now

Aye yo, a wise man once told me
Keep your friends close
But keep your enemies closer
Everybody's intentions ain't the same
Check it out

I'd rather die on my feet, than like a bitch on my knees
Livin' this life on my own terms, not here to appease
I heard you pussies talk behind my back but won't say shit to me
You think this shits a fuckin' game, but I'm TTG
You know Wusup

TTG
TTG
TTG
Trained to go


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