Lyrics:
fan love
Wait, is it the swag is it the money tho
Or the way that I just kill shit in the studio
Wait Once again
Kilon gain
I dey my lane
Dey your lane
trapped behind a wall where they tried to buy some time
But the shaft it was polluted and the air supply destroyed
The only one found left alive was Daniel
I’ve got to say
There’s no better way to start the day than to go the Vic Market
Be an early bird
Bring along a trolley to fill
In your car
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
Ayo so excited to wake up
I Creep out my bed slowly so my baby aint phased none
I go cook that eggs and bacon scramble em the way she likes
With
thought she loved me
It’s weed hold in exhale no smoke just air
Alive in dream at shop get a 5 star here
Mates on neat cigg weed I’m worried rule in Pond
3
and Eazy handed me Game
The smoothness and steezy came from Big Daddy Kane
And any time I’d feel stuck and getting blind with aggression
I’d be reminded by
legs in the air till she touching the sky
Roll up the weed and blow smoke until I'm red in the eyes
She always look at me and say you're such a wonderful
like I mixed it in the Buffalo
We in studio
Until we pop a band
Lavish kings that's the only way I Rock a brand
We the rockstars but from a different
the way you move
Air tonight
You can feel it in the air tonight
Laying under the moonlight
With you hear right by my side
Feel it in the air tonight
You
me
Something in the air I know by the way you talk to me
Something in the air I know by the way you touch me
Something in the air by the way you look
Feelin bummy sleeping on an air mattress
Think somebody came and stole my Air Max's
Ohh Lost another pair of glasses
Couldn't see the vision I was
I'm back in my bag
My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash
Gucci air bag just in case we crash
Uh, last
the definition of defeat
No I don't know the definition of defeat
Now hands up in the air yeah
Now hands up in the air yeah
Ya hands up in the air yeah
Ya hands up
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[Slug]
Bam, the door way opened for me
I saw ways
Hiding all the venom
In my head when I'm speaking
Hanging by the end
Of a thread that I'm weaving
Can't get a breath
Of air but I need this
I like the way
And justice will prevail, and that'll be the end of the story
Of the Valentine's Day killer's miserable life
So I asked Kevin by email, "By the way
How are
her insecurity
I am more than shoulder pads and makeup
No one sees the me inside of me
Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply!
Keep going
crashin' it I do not mean a accident
I'm, I'm still in the studio at 6:45
And my haters either on they way to work or they arrived
And I gotta own
me the way, somebody show me the way
It's routine, by the beach I rise
First up, I hit the weed then I bleach my eyes
Then it's to the drum
over
I can feel the hate air
Yeah I can feel the hate in the air
cnd I ain't going no where
Man I swear it's gets lonely when you way up there
We
'm a life that came out
Of the inside of a life that was inside of you
I gotta respect the way you provided food, for the whole fam'
You came over
studio gangsta 쎈척하는 type of shit
할 일이 많아 on these Prima Vista beats
한 살 더 먹을수록 gotta trap harder
cuz i need that money asap
i need that money asap
i said
Feel like you ate some slugs
And some of them are a godsend from heaven above
So, love, love, lovey dove dove
Take the ones that help
And forget the ones
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