3miles - Temple

Look at the stars I went there
Getting to the bag like I gotta get in there
Asking my plug how much money I spend there
Fall on a xan and I'm going like timber
He wanting smoking we gon match him like tinder
Shawty was goody but now she a sinner
Lights was flashing when I enter
Bitch do not get sentimental
I take drugs all to the mental
Told that bitch it's very simple
I get bands I get racks
And I stack them in my Temple
I get bands I get racks
I don't split it down the middle
Yea my bands and my racks
In my pants they couldn't fit them
Got these hoes and I couldn't fix them
Wood in my pocket I'm bouta twist them
These narcotics in my system
I was too close to addiction
Speaking my mind this ain't a written
Needing my shine I'm on a mission
Canary diamonds yellow pissing
She on her knees she like a christian
Walk in the mall and I flex in the building
That nigga talking like he was a villain
That nigga broke and he talking a million
Put in the work and I chill on pavilions
Nigga I balled like like I'm Krillin
Putting a pack inside the ceiling
I might fall but got no feeling
I'm a demon worth a million
Look at the stars I went there
Getting to the bag like I gotta get in there
Asking my plug how much money I spend there
Fall on a xan and I'm going like timber
He wanting smoking we gon match him like tinder
Shawty was goody but now she a sinner
Lights was flashing when I enter
Bitch do not get sentimental
I take drugs all to the mental
Told that bitch it's very simple
I get bands I get racks
And I stack them in my Temple
I get bands I get racks
I don't split it down the middle
Yea my bands and my racks
In my pants they couldn't fit them

Written by:
Miles Jamieson

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