[Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah that`s it. Yeah! Uh. Where haven`t we....Uh.
Know the planes and the, Taylor Gang and the...haha. Uh.

[Verse 1]
Fast cars with bad broads in `em, I proceed to smoke these trees
And stuff piles of cheese in my 501 denim, where they bulls**t begins I end them
And nope, I don`t hear these ni**as trippin`
Closing the cabin door and reving up all my engines
The weed is rolled, the drink is cold
It`s new to you, to me it`s old
C-E-O, these off brand ni**as aint really the future, Ms. Cleo
High when I approach, been known, to leave weed crumbs and trails of Sour D smoke
The irony, of suckas who predicted the planes land and know they wanna fly with me
I just let it boost my confidence, roll another joint, drop pilot s**t. O-K.

[Chorus]
This aint the life that we chose, but it`s the life that we living
Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin`.
`Cause we`ll get there in a minute
And we`ll get there in a minute, `cause we`ll get in there in a minute
Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin`.
`Cause we`ll get there in a minute.

[Verse 2]
Ask me if I plan to be roof top chillin` with some pretty ass women, you`d be glad to meet
Trees stuffed in the passenger seat, charge it to my phone, `couple changes of clothes
And the OG told me all haters expose they self, so it`s best to leave it alone
Pop the cork, put the tree in the bone
Been here for a minute you ni**as just catchin` on
Master of the craft, I`ve grown
Haters trail the path, I`ve flown
It`s obvious, suckas talk down but we aint trippin`
Hoes f**k with us, say we different
At my hotel chillin`, bad women come to fill my marijuana perscription
You ni**as know the biz, it`s Taylor Gang or kill him.

[Chorus]
This aint the life that we chose, but it`s the life that we living
Know we belong on the top, but we aint trippin`.
`Cause we`ll get there in a minute
And we`ll get there in a minute, `cause we`ll get in there in a minute
Know we belong on the top but we aint trippin`.
`Cause we`ll get there in a minute.