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of the magic you make
Decisions just flow from you lighter than air
Crisp and seditious and vicious but fair

Singin' Stand and deliver right down to your boots

Air force, all white with no laces
Bad bitches over 18 no case
Shooters with me, yea you know they go brazy
Came a long way but I'm finna be winning

Alphabet is dead and buried
Final sins are wrath and envy
Head dismembered mail it to me
Time begins but has no ending
Virus lives unsanitary
Why is this

I'm go slide for
Million and half that's some shit I'd sign for
Pack hit the mail with a smell, did I sign no
Y'all beef about that bitch or no Was it

But there's nothing to forgive
Who am I to keep you
From the love she has to give
I'm driving who knows where
Each breath is like a gasp for air
When it

I took a ride down, life's cyclical trail
Found heartache and loss in unsolicited mail
Oh, I'm no fool, but I've played the part
I went lookin' for

inside the (web)

I got bullets on me daily they deliver like some mail

Put that opp pack in the air and you can tell by how it smell

I got some shit fa

lies
They try em ima air fry em
Like some large fries
I need that five-fifty with the frog eyes
They say shit get easier
When you get through all

fire
I didn't know she likes pilots
She's always on my cockpit
Who's your favorite rapper
Bill Air, change the topic
I got the girls that don't like boys

writin' verses on a junk mail envelope
Wonder if my higher self could see me with a telescope
Bet the grass is greener when you sellin' dope
You could see

a piece, in case you want a piece
Just run up, we'll take your pieces and mail em to your mom
That's with love, from us
I said we out here, y'all shouldn't

It wasn't long ago
That I was just like you
You'd check the mail right after school and I'd run to you

Frozen in time and space
Your name jumps out

in the air
Young can't get no rest
Money can't take no reps
I do this shit all by myself
Yea
I walk in the building
I start a commotion
I do this shit

a op then you know we gone air it out
I just got me a pack and you know we gone mail it out
Niggas know that I don't give a fuck
Yes I refer to myself

You don't know about hood anxiety
My demons reign inside of me
Catching an assault charge in new kinds of varieties
Niggas out in T and T, they air

I walked through the door with you
The air was cold
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I
Left my scarf there at your sister's house

the hair
Call up the black canary and black cat to meet kagura in the air
Hit that mile high club drinking champagne as we get it nasty
Have you

Conditioned air
Makes me wish that I had more hair
A coat to cover my frame
Tonight I see you in a different light
But I barely remember your name

average
Who's that in the Benz nigga who's asking
Money in the mail it's a blue package
Blue hunnids make my mood do backflips
Cheese for the camera
They

thrive on taking them risk
I run this shit fourth and long
Fraud ass nigga who you fooling faker than 'yo Jesus piece
Air Kiy's got like seven them bitches

No cards you’ve been dealt
So when you look down it upsets me as well
I see you go check if there
Is checks in the mail
If you think about failing then

it's nicotine
But I don't think it's helping me
I try to be heavenly
Find myself with these melodies
Ignoring letters God mail to me
I'm the demon that's

can give me the chair
We really clickin this ain't Modern Warfare
I just keep rolling and rolling the herb like Herb and it's too many jays inna air
I

a fare and put’em on welfare
But why would you care? Stand there and stare
The signaling flare shot in the air
Our People unaware of the papers prepared