Текст песни Mission - TEF XL

We leave a piece of us in every place
Find it on return
There's a lesson to be learn, scars we carry ones we earn
Every home has a little bit of heaven, lucky seven
Only homeless and uprooted can appreciate the lessons though!
We leave a piece of us, find it on return
There's a lesson to be learn, scars we carry ones we earn
Every man has a soul, to be saved, to be burn
Never one to be religious cause I know the mission!

Time to talk, unlatch the hammers in the vault
TEF young on the come up toting guns on the sidewalk
All I see is M.O.N.E.Y
Try to run up get you gun up every nigga on the corner risk they life
Bus from school like a yellow cab, UBER with the ghetto pass
Backpack full of dope and hash, burner on the waste line
Dare a nigga take mine, tutored by the OGs
Three fifty seven when I'm barking, six nails for that coffin
Keep the shells, toss the gun and keep walking
Watch Cotton get popped for all that extra talking
Big Gamp, homie Nell, me, and Getti
Double deuce slap box champ
Always slapping like fish, testing weaknesses
Grind a stick up kid robbing hustlers
Use to question why we took the risk to justify the shit he did
Money bag, everybody want to live
Live big that is, and I got plans to make them promises!

We leave a piece of us in every place, find it on return
There's a lesson to be learn, scars we carry ones we earn
Every home has a little bit of heaven, lucky seven
Only homeless and uprooted can appreciate the lessons though!
We leave a piece of us, find it on return
There's a lesson to be learn, scars we carry ones we earn
Every man has a soul, to be saved, to be burn
Never one to be religious cause I know the mission!

Life is chess not checkers, had to learn that thru perspectives
At the table getting lessons, first one always test your presence
Why you here, what you looking for
Nigga I'll wipe your ass like the floor
Lil' bitch I ought to slap your ass sick
All the metaphors I learned raw, words were like your sword
And you best know how to fight for yours, niggas like to go to war
Life and times living poor, my mission is to be more
Time to turn up, switch from bricks to blocks of raw
First connection was a score but the price was twice more
Had to make a special trip to MIA to open doors
Open trade, better price, better grade
Now the growth is getting paid
Had to play my new position, competition opposition
So I made some trades
Gave them discounts every day
Everybody getting paid
Even still some were brave
Had to lose a couple friends to jealousy of dividends
Art of War, I only play to win!

We leave a piece of us in every place, find it on return
There's a lesson to be learn, scars we carry ones we earn
Every home has a little bit of heaven, lucky seven
Only homeless and uprooted can appreciate the lessons though!
We leave a piece of us, find it on return
There's a lesson to be learn, scars we carry ones we earn
Every man has a soul, to be saved, to be burn
Never one to be religious cause I know the mission!