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Song: I’m On 3.0
Singer : Trae tha Truth
Featuring : Mark Morrison, Gary Clark Jr., E-40
Album : Tha Truth, Pt. 3
Produced : Watson The Great & Cy Fyre
Official Site : BBCMetro
Release Date : June 23, 2017
Language : English

I’m On 3.0 Lyrics

[Table: Trae tha Truth]
thay say three times tha charm~ huh? I got ya

[Table: Trae tha Truth]
Yeahh~ all gas~ fast~ livin~ like somethin~ was speedin~
Ashy to classy~ now I bless ~em like someone who sneezin~
I~m only here to give ~em pressure~ bitch~ picture me squeezin~
Against tha world like I was Pac~ wasn~t nobody believin~
Nothin~ deceivin~ know tha truth~ what tha f(u)ck U was needin~?
Gathar this evenin~ for tha one~ reputation was steamin~
Vision me gleamin~ from tha mud~ ain~t no point in U cleanin~
I~m motivation for tha ones who nobody was feedin~
Automatic still give ~e tha same kick
Started tha sideline~ now I~m starrin~ in game 6
Spit & make ~em replay it like thay~re stuck on tha same disk
Work~ I give ~em new~ never stretchin~ tha same brick
Never tha same chick~ Yeahh I~m still on that same shit
Cop me a new spot~ tryna see where tha plane fits
Picture me with a crown~ next to that where my name sits
Galaxy in tha ceilin~ just to show ~em what fame gets

[Table: T.I.]
In tha heart of tha jungle walkin~ through tha fire
U beat tha charge if U show up with an alibi
Runnin~ wild in tha city~ no direction
All we know is get that dough~ run up tha checks &
I~m self~made~ wasn~t made for tha military
Get paid~ dodge jail & tha cemetery
U better reach for tha stars~ take Ur best shot
U let tham haters kill Ur dream~ Ur ass be assed out~ forreal

[Table: Dave East]
Fill a Backwood with three nicks
V6~ cut tha coke~ remix
Squeeze clips if ever we hear that he snitched
I~m allergic to broke niggas in tha precinct
Found out my man was hatin~ & we ain~t speak since
Barney~s~ Nord~s can~t add up tha paper we spent
Tryna get drunk~ I~m tokin~ I got a P bent
I touched a million~ ain~t sleep since~ on defense

[Table: Tee Grizzley]
Freedom got me feelin~ like I flown up
Out of prison~ I ain~t think that I was blowin~ up
Bunch of Ung rich niggas home~ Rollies up
Run up on us~ watch how quick I~ll lift tha toaster up
Money got me feelin~ like U can~t control us
Servin~ watchin~ out for tha patrollers
We used to play tha game~ play on Ur controllers
Seen niggas get killed~ heart froze up
Picked up tham choppas~ got to go & duck
Shootin~ everything up~ it ain~t no ho in us
Shit ain~t even last~ free bro & tham
In Chicago I~m home~ that~s on 4 & tham
Now I~m thinkin~ right ~cause I see I can make it
Started~ fam strugglin~ I couldn~t take it
U got it out tha mud~ I got it out tha pavement
I used to miss payments~ got tha title~ dare U try to take it

[Table: Royce da 5~9″]
Triple OG
Never without vision or livin~ goal~free
Never writ it though
I~ve been out gettin~ this since ~03
Every little red cent & every dividend
Has been counted & acquired
Been legit~ legal & been with tha code
I~m colder than December in tha winter cold
Look~ I~ve been out givin~ canned goods & clothas
To tha children on 34th~ real nigga~ ugh

[Table: Curren$y]
I could put U on like socks
Put U on like my watch
Put U on tha block~ U can get that off
Put U on tha right lot~ U can get that coke
Put U on like a fitted
Put U on in my city
Got tha stars in tha ceilin~ that~s tha Wraith
Got tha top in tha trunk~ that~s a don
I could give it to a nigga eithar way ~cause I~m on~ L

[Table: D.R.A.M.~ Gary Clark~ Jr.~ & Mark Morrison]
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ Yeahh

[Table: Snoop Dogg]
Wakin~ up~ feelin~ good~ rollin~ through tha neighborhood
Do or die~ every day~ I lead ~em in a different way
I don~t take no mess~ get it off of my chest
I~ma be dressed to impress~ no stress~ fresh
Off tha east side~ Trae called me up & said
“Unc I~ma need U on tha b~side”
So I came through~ ah~ mic checked~ one~two~ uh
Gettin~ real funky~ kinda smell like manure
Eight cars~ eight stars
Return of tha mack with thase hot eight bars
Flip through it~ dip through it
This is tha shit that~ll make U get to it
Break down~ give it up~ pour it up
Now drink it up~ roll it up
Light it up~ how U feel~ y~all?
See U in high definition with a mothaf(u)ckin~ real Dogg

[Table: Fabolous]
& every day I~m on
& if I wasn~t~ than why would I say I~m on?
Get an Em & get low~ that~s tha Dre I~m on
Get a B in blue~ that~s tha Jay I~m on
thay on sidelines watchin~ what play I~m on
I call a audible~ that~s what a baller do
thay keep askin~ me~ is thare more to do?
Well ain~t water wet? Well than it~s more to get
To my shorty~s set~ & his shorty~s set
This game ain~t over~ it~s more quarters left
I gotta rep my city~ do it for tha set
I gotta talk my shit until I~m short of breath
~Cause tha world is full of niggas tryna off Ur on switch
Tryna find a place that Ur coffin gon~ fit
Me & my niggas on some confidente shit
& we ain~t really feelin~ that off & on shit~ I~m on

[Table: Rick Ross]
Maybach Music
Chasin~ paper~ starin~ out tha casket
Was a stunna ~til thay froze all tha assets
Killers at Ur neck ~til U cut a check
U talkin~ ~bout tha money~ nigga~ where it~s at?
Cars for my dogs~ do it for tha cause
Right back here tomorrow~ nigga~ inshallah
Prayin~ on my knees~ do it for tha keep
Do it for tha team~ or I~ma let it be

[Table: Chamillionaire]
Chamilitary mane
thay thought I was done~ but really I ain~t even stress it
Just look at all tha dough I got invested
Two years & two billion dollar exits
& now Ur relevance ain~t lookin~ that impressive (it ain~t)
So glad we ain~t gotta chase relevance
& I would like to thank tha dead presidents
For not livin~ forever~ever~ forever~ever
For all of tham that passed~ I~ve been gettin~ paid ever since
Be okay~ still paid~ still stackin~ it
We gon~ stay~ courtside~ that~s accurate
We gon~ take tha White House & get back in it
thay tried to turn us in to tha villains like Colin Kaepernick
But it~s okay~ Gotham City needs savin~
U~ll fight back but I~ma shock ~em like Raiden
I don~t fold~ I don~t quit & don~t cave in
Ur worst nightmare~ Freddy Krueger~ Wes Craven

[Table: D.R.A.M.~ Gary Clark~ Jr.~ & Mark Morrison]
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ Yeahh

[Table: G~Eazy]
& I don~t think he really needs any coachin~
tha weathar~s gettin~ hot~ Eazy Season approachin~
Came up & everybody sees tha devotion
I put tha work in~ I cause a commotion
Whenever I~m in public~ modern~day Elvis
Hoes at my shows wanted selfies
Made it here & ain~t nobody helped us
Now I~m on a path to be great
So thay say~ that~s what everybody tells us

[Table: Styles P]
Raised knee~deep in tha dope game
If I had two guns up than thay was both aimed
Saturday mornin~ I~m watchin~ Soul Train
Eatin~ leftover food~ lo~mein
Now I~m plant~based~ couple juice bars
I~m on now~ I don~t care if tha stamp straight
Told Trae I~m tha truth like his name is
Can show U what pain is~ I~ll tell U what game is~ ghost

[Table: D.R.A.M.~ Gary Clark~ Jr.~ & Mark Morrison]
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on

[Table: E~40]
Ayy Trae~ let tha councilor speak
E~40! tha best that ever did it & got away with it
Let tha councilor speak
Not a septic tank~ but I~m with tha shit
On my coast~ I~m tha topic & tha subject
Where I~m from it~s hella squeeze & heathans~ guns bust
I wish that TD Jakes would come & pray for us
thay pimpin~ thay flockin~ thay like to steal & rob
Backdoor thair loved ones~ inside job
That~s why I stay with a stapler~ a baby tomahawk
Life or death situations in case I gotta pop
I made a promise to tha lord that I~ma keep it funky
Never switched~ never sell my soul for money
I always been for right~ maybe that~s what~s wrong
Now I~m on like tha most requested song
Since a teen~ I was doin~ my thing~ magazine
On tha 1300 block~ we had a machine
I had a quarter mil~ at tha age of 19
In tha kitchin~ cookin~ birdies with no wings
tha best rappers come from tha gravel~ tha slums
Empty rack with spaghetti sauce jars rockin~ up crumbs
It ain~t easy bein~ on for 30 years to see tha glitter & glamour
But not tha blood~ sweat & tears
I~m an old ass Ungsta~ bruh~ I~m a vet
Sick Wid It Records~ sellin~ cassettes before tha internet
I never made a mixtape in my life
But one day I~ma do it for my fans~ tha people that saved my life
I~m on

[Table: D.R.A.M.~ Gary Clark~ Jr.~ & Mark Morrison]
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ I~m on
I~m on~ Yeahh

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