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one, two, one, two, and three
Yeah, you better tune in while I'm bustin' the frees
And put your hands in the air like you're caught by police
And start

your eyes off my pockets
In the kitchen baking hits, gotta keep my bread right
I see y'all tryna break this seal too bad it's air tight
Ain't nobody like

you
Gonna stand by your people

It seems like the streets keep calling me
I'm just a fiend for my hood
Crooked police keep they eyes on me
But I won't

you exposed
Hard knock life like i’m hov
I scrape da pot on the stove
I flip the game with a cheat code
Typical day i’m in beast mode
I peep da hate i

feeling all alone


Get it while I live it
Man I call this shit amusing
Records like my ladies
Never catch me out abusing

Flights down south
Man I need

God only knows what I'm about to do to you niggas
Oh, oh
Man, it's been a long time since I could, you know, express myself
I feel like I've been,

feel the rhythm
street beat stroaker, spectacle of worry, electric, midnight air, ...so magnetic, 
energy the atmosphere, the flair so alive, flickering,

at base camp of Everest
I better rest, on a park bench in Whitmore,
Unlimited by the minutes I will sit and live this winter for

Chillin like Bear Grylls,

our sin is? 
But Instead of repentance 
We walk away and forget our appearance 
Then we'll party like it's '99 with the prince of the power of the air

the day I left
Looking into dark without moving lights
I had to find the glow to alleviate stress
Mary Jane sparked the conversation by affiliation
Yeah you

out like the pharoah’s servants:
To eat, they sold their land and cattle for cheap,
Then they gave their bodies up to the 40 hour week
In the city,

it, too bad, what a pity
(Kiss it goodbye)
Woho, you pushed me to the limit, yeah, yeah

You've been taking me for granted
Like the air that you breathe

peace
The year you passed, I could've had twins
But they ain't make it through
It feel like I'm running on my last wind
You by my side, then I'm always

between your eyes motherfucka
Fussa musta thought I was a sucka
Whole squad dust, getting smoked like Chris Tucker
Nigga tried to rush but my screens block

You took the air right out my lungs
And now it is so hard to breathe around you
You are the only one I want
But you don't feel the same
You think I'm

and save me
I just
Think that I'm just trying to breathe with no air
SOS with no flare
I don't wanna go there
The money
That shit just product placement
I

get brushed aside
Just provide your attention, I'll be much obliged
Then you're excused to touch the sky, like
Hands up, worship the idol!
This is

out emcces like banger then I throw
Them in the air those wey blow in a blink
Of an eye they disappear
The ones wey be ebu been they try
To make sound

Tell 'em straight what they say
Ain't mean a thing to me shoot the 3
Spalding air ball in the sea
Irony who needs a line to make sense
I can rap

‎بيخافوا حتى من النكش
‎عامل سبع بس ناكش
‎معرفش اسمك مندهكش

I'm flying the Air
I'm drinking a Well
I'm eating you all
I'm making a Meal
I'm setting new

had that shit bag
It’s small but it pack a lotta power like a tic tac
I’ll put him in the air for the low it’s like 
Skiplagged
Nigga 
I’ll put him in

my brain like outposts
They're saying everything's alright
You think they don't got foresight
You don't need four eyes to see what's gonna cause you

you’re on the run

No matter what the life you lead
The more they take, the more you bleed
And day by day they’re getting kind of mean

The air around you

After
Your abdomen has been mangled
And left
Out in the air fryer
A gamble a bad liar
All you get's a pat
And a Broken Road for the crack Piper
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