Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
In the garden of friendship, a flower blooms,
A tale of longing, in silent rooms.
Through laughter and tears, we stand side by side,
Yet in
Chrome hearts paired with the off whites
Even when I dream it's the same life
Feet up in the air at the lake side
It's a lifestyle, woah
Gonna keep
you had something to lose
And I can see us there
You staring at me
And me just praying for air
I can see us there
Standing cheek to cheek
a strap
I got two bad bitches, them bitches black
Fly in the air, we smokin' on thrax
How you a black nigga bullied by Max?
We send a fuck nigga right
and found with bad intentions
Stuck in the classroom all with wrong decisions
It takes a while to judge us by the things that we do unaware of the cause
We
to care
Even though it's clearer now, there's something in the air
Oh, oh, what can I say?
Oh, oh, what can I say?
Taken lots of sweety things
to feel
Any less entitled to the air we breathe
That's why we're in the streets
How could I just stand by
My brothers and my sisters
And choose not to move
care in the world
Throw your face to the wind
Just Be home by dinner that's it.
Ride our bikes not stress bout who we're gonna be
Cuz There's something
something dark and cold,
A toxic undertow, a friendship growing old
Caught in a whirlwind of emotions, we lost control,
Trying to fix what's broken, but we
an reminisce
Put it on me
It make me pop by steal a kiss
Put it on me
Baby you the one I'm fucking with
Yeah!
Stuck with you girl you know its love in the air
the bar
And in all of his life
He was never that far
And he did something else
That he thought no one saw
When he took all the cash
From the register
high, so high
High, so high
(high, high)
It's something in the air
It's something 'bout the way you wore your hair
It's something 'bout the way you pulled
and he smells obscene
Something's happened and it's not so good
broken bottles in the face of love
Mottled flesh under the harsh strip-light
Nylon
a teacher tell me he’d never amount to nothing
And now I’m writing rapping singing so I guess it’s something
I had my father look me straight up in the eyes
insult your heart, by ignoring your head
So lay in your coffin like it's your bed
Can't rest in this present life, your life to be led
So plant those
niggas off something gravy
Especially when I get to doin' it by the way, hey
So that nigga told me, that's square
But why ya want to get in on that
on you free loaders I'm so cold
When I ride high when I slide by
Coast slow like a drive by
Windows tented when i'm in it demented see something shining
of Marshall
'My name's Becky,' she says
'What's yours?'
She was like nothing that he'd seen before
Strong body, soft edges, with something so raw
In
next up
Hammer in the North Face, run down
It's a cold case (Ah)
Custom cocaine Air 1s
Goonies by her cold gates, waiting on
Parole dates, you get
o'clock on
Chillin wit the homies pass the henny we on
Put a little tree in the air and we on
I'm wit it you lit we on
We gon ride till early morn'
They
crowned in flame
The dragon rose into the burning air
Then everything lay still again - and so it's..
Oh, my time has come
I never hoped for something
called Superman"
I said, "he's a fairy, I do suppose
Flyin' through the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy, or even cute
But he looks like a sucker in
irreverently
Down in the hollow
By the old olive tree
And I'm sorry
If my heart breaking
Ruined your day
Oh well
Sometimes It be that way
I said
"Oh
something
Take a mob alone
Stay ten toes
You jus one deep
Wolves hunt in packs
See thick skin
Ain't enough sheep
You gotta play it like its chess
Dey playin
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