I'm TG3
I'm NXT
I'm LVL
I'm ENT
I'm Trilla G
I'm all these things
I am the boss
I am the king, you know this
And yo my flow the coldest
I ain't got no opponents
I'm sacred like the lotus
Came up with bros like Jonas
I'm seeking wealth
I'm moving stealth
It's Trilla G and no one else
I fight myself
I find myself
Reshuffle cards that I've been dealt
I see it
I want it
I'm on it
Iconic
I'm hungry
I'm starving
I'm famished
I'm longing
Music is how I'm getting by
J Dilla beats my lullaby
That girl right there is just my type
She ask me nicely get the pipe
She screaming out, she got the pipes
She want it morning, noon and night
I do it just the way she like
Yeah
I go for rich and not for broke
Homie yall don't want the smoke
Homie we just wanna smoke
Show the whole world that we dope
Doing what you niggas don't
Going where you niggas won't
Won't be Denied like the Pope
I said if you don't know by now
Then I don't think you gon get it
We doing what we do
Could give a f*ck bout a critic
We livin' how we live
Ain't no capping
Rather live without a lid
Our voices get projected
When we collected to wreck it
Let the record show
The government walk away
From the shit they do
Section 8 experiments
They rolling through in bulletproofs
They bully with crack
And bury the blacks
I'm petrified
Start us with stats
That keep us held back
Can't rectify
No shit like that
I disapprove
Then gentrify the neighborhood
Say it's a better move
You better lose
Or get shot down for tryna win
I just wanna spend
A couple hunnids for the fun of it
They just wanna lock me up
And say I had a Glock and blunt
And trap me on the block
And stunt my growth
But imma pot of gold
Got a harder soul
Than the system
Trynna keep me in a hole
I'm fighting for my life
You better recognize
Thorns on a rose
Stand on my own two
But they rather me with a crutch
Show 'em what i'm packing, like I brought a sack lunch
Something like food for thought
I move the block
Motivate the people
To mobilize and reboot the stock
That's a change in status quo
Bring that X factor like Malcolm
Until you a King that's the outcome
RIP to Nip keep the hustlers around ya
Talkin entrepreneurs building business from the ground up
Yea
No more lacking i'm active
Gotta keep my money stacking
From the front to the back end
You saw me struggle before
Now i'm coming up taxin'
A whole new generation
Off a no sleep and practice
Now I'm living like a movie
Release dates, interviews, and overseas shootings
You don't pay for greatness when it's on the house like snoopy
Now me and my lady taking vacays and we choosy
400 Acres Video (MV)
Performed By: Tg3
Language: English
Length: 4:02
Written by: Bradford Grant, Lawrence King, Victor-Alan Weeks
Tg3 - 400 Acres Lyrics
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I'm TG3
I'm NXT
I'm LVL
I'm ENT
I'm Trilla G
I'm all these things
I am the boss
I am the king, you know this
And yo my flow the coldest
I ain't got no opponents
I'm sacred like the lotus
Came up with bros like Jonas
I'm seeking wealth
I'm moving stealth
It's Trilla G and no one else
I fight myself
I find myself
Reshuffle cards that I've been dealt
I see it
I want it
I'm on it
Iconic
I'm hungry
I'm starving
I'm famished
I'm longing
Music is how I'm getting by
J Dilla beats my lullaby
That girl right there is just my type
She ask me nicely get the pipe
She screaming out, she got the pipes
She want it morning, noon and night
I do it just the way she like
Yeah
I go for rich and not for broke
Homie yall don't want the smoke
Homie we just wanna smoke
Show the whole world that we dope
Doing what you niggas don't
Going where you niggas won't
Won't be Denied like the Pope
I said if you don't know by now
Then I don't think you gon get it
We doing what we do
Could give a f*ck bout a critic
We livin' how we live
Ain't no capping
Rather live without a lid
Our voices get projected
When we collected to wreck it
Let the record show
The government walk away
From the shit they do
Section 8 experiments
They rolling through in bulletproofs
They bully with crack
And bury the blacks
I'm petrified
Start us with stats
That keep us held back
Can't rectify
No shit like that
I disapprove
Then gentrify the neighborhood
Say it's a better move
You better lose
Or get shot down for tryna win
I just wanna spend
A couple hunnids for the fun of it
They just wanna lock me up
And say I had a Glock and blunt
And trap me on the block
And stunt my growth
But imma pot of gold
Got a harder soul
Than the system
Trynna keep me in a hole
I'm fighting for my life
You better recognize
Thorns on a rose
Stand on my own two
But they rather me with a crutch
Show 'em what i'm packing, like I brought a sack lunch
Something like food for thought
I move the block
Motivate the people
To mobilize and reboot the stock
That's a change in status quo
Bring that X factor like Malcolm
Until you a King that's the outcome
RIP to Nip keep the hustlers around ya
Talkin entrepreneurs building business from the ground up
Yea
No more lacking i'm active
Gotta keep my money stacking
From the front to the back end
You saw me struggle before
Now i'm coming up taxin'
A whole new generation
Off a no sleep and practice
Now I'm living like a movie
Release dates, interviews, and overseas shootings
You don't pay for greatness when it's on the house like snoopy
Now me and my lady taking vacays and we choosy
I'm NXT
I'm LVL
I'm ENT
I'm Trilla G
I'm all these things
I am the boss
I am the king, you know this
And yo my flow the coldest
I ain't got no opponents
I'm sacred like the lotus
Came up with bros like Jonas
I'm seeking wealth
I'm moving stealth
It's Trilla G and no one else
I fight myself
I find myself
Reshuffle cards that I've been dealt
I see it
I want it
I'm on it
Iconic
I'm hungry
I'm starving
I'm famished
I'm longing
Music is how I'm getting by
J Dilla beats my lullaby
That girl right there is just my type
She ask me nicely get the pipe
She screaming out, she got the pipes
She want it morning, noon and night
I do it just the way she like
Yeah
I go for rich and not for broke
Homie yall don't want the smoke
Homie we just wanna smoke
Show the whole world that we dope
Doing what you niggas don't
Going where you niggas won't
Won't be Denied like the Pope
I said if you don't know by now
Then I don't think you gon get it
We doing what we do
Could give a f*ck bout a critic
We livin' how we live
Ain't no capping
Rather live without a lid
Our voices get projected
When we collected to wreck it
Let the record show
The government walk away
From the shit they do
Section 8 experiments
They rolling through in bulletproofs
They bully with crack
And bury the blacks
I'm petrified
Start us with stats
That keep us held back
Can't rectify
No shit like that
I disapprove
Then gentrify the neighborhood
Say it's a better move
You better lose
Or get shot down for tryna win
I just wanna spend
A couple hunnids for the fun of it
They just wanna lock me up
And say I had a Glock and blunt
And trap me on the block
And stunt my growth
But imma pot of gold
Got a harder soul
Than the system
Trynna keep me in a hole
I'm fighting for my life
You better recognize
Thorns on a rose
Stand on my own two
But they rather me with a crutch
Show 'em what i'm packing, like I brought a sack lunch
Something like food for thought
I move the block
Motivate the people
To mobilize and reboot the stock
That's a change in status quo
Bring that X factor like Malcolm
Until you a King that's the outcome
RIP to Nip keep the hustlers around ya
Talkin entrepreneurs building business from the ground up
Yea
No more lacking i'm active
Gotta keep my money stacking
From the front to the back end
You saw me struggle before
Now i'm coming up taxin'
A whole new generation
Off a no sleep and practice
Now I'm living like a movie
Release dates, interviews, and overseas shootings
You don't pay for greatness when it's on the house like snoopy
Now me and my lady taking vacays and we choosy
Writer: Bradford Grant, Lawrence King, Victor-Alan Weeks
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid