Much More

Don't understand

Nah, they'll never understand

It ain't for them to understand though, you feel me?

That's Trench the Kid, Kid, baby

Aye, what we have, aye, what we have

True story

Astronaut music, roll some kush

Aye, peep my signs, yo

Now what we have is more than they could ever see

Aye, we been rockin', we be trustin', elementary

It's been a century, yeah, you remember me

I hate to bring you up sometimes, see, I got kids, shawty

And I wouldn't want them to have the relationship we have

Miss Shane through the pain, you was always there

I set your heart on fire, I put your love in the air

Smoke no matter if you hit the ground, you went up in the air

Cloud 9 elevation, ain't no limitation

Hopefully there's reformation, to you, this your creation

Aye, you put the game on what?

Every time I don't want you, you always come back

What we have is much more than they could see

See, roll the kush

What we have is much more than they could see

One more cigarillo now

We some rockstars

I put my thoughts inside these cups

My vocal cords doped up, my words comin' out doper, Waffle House

Henn' and syrup, yes, sir

I feel like a baby again, all these baby bottles, yes, sir

Sip up like we at a lean party

Dirty Sprite, I even gave you a nickname (Promethazine)

It don't take much to make you

Put you in a soda pop and shake you

Ice on ice, we coordinate in a major way

From here to Texas to Detroit, you get major play

The best kept secret, it gon' be hard to keep this secret

When you make me feel this good, we got an understanding and we should

What we have is much more than they could see

The lean taste good

What we have is much more than they could see

Taste like Kool-aid

Oh yeah, my favorite Kool-aid

You got the body of a goddess, you a amazon

I put the candles on, we don't need no cameras on

You like to read books while I'm coming up with hooks

You might not know I'm payin' attention, this a great look

You focused on your future, I'ma focus on today

You gotta work today, what time you go? You go by eight

You punchin' on the clock, you on the floor by ten

You more then a dancer to me, more like my friend, yeah

I got the win for you, snatch the Benz for you

I'ma grab the Range, fuck the money and the fame, I feel your real pain

What we have is much more than they could see

I know the real you, baby

What we have is much more than they could see

True story

You can trust that, woo

What we have is much more than they could see

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