Walkin' on Air

I pray we all live forever I pray I'm a servant to all prophets May I be rich forever Money on my head, pussy boy, that ain't enough Bullet to your trap strapped in my armored truck Your mami house next, tell that bitch to duck Ain't no sympathying in a city streets That's all I ever heard from my older G's She say she love me, but I know she play for keeps Slip a black snake in a nigga's sheets Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses Half you niggas Judas, I'm the son of Moses Illuminated, resurrected as Selassie Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we dope boys (Dope boys) Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes My salvation is the cash flow Whoa, oh I'm walking on air I'm talking big bitch, I'm talking big I'm talking big, bitch, I'm talking big We do it big bitch, we do it big I'm into fashion, nigga, John the Baptist My loyalty respected all across the atlas I can have you and your team finalized All your kids screaming in Mount Sinai Holy Ghost, the divine spirit My heart pure, he a real nigga She let me fuck early so she trustworthy Her pussy sacred so she getting all the purses In his name I'm Supreme Lord The Book of Leviticus is the springboard Jesus Christ, look at this nigga's ice Better yet, look at this nigga's life I'm walking on air You already know, I give and go when I get that dough Nigga with that O, I move that shit like tic-tac-toe And these be niggas be hating like "Meek Mill, how you get that ho?" 'Cause I get that dough, and I spit that flow Just check my style and look at that Roll' On my wrist, on some shit, make a call, "Who is this?" Think it's Benjie on the line and he called, tried to flip What I do? Make a call, call Papi for a brick And papi call José, 'cause José got fish Now I'm 30,000 feet up with my feet up, rollin' weed up Pussy niggas couldn't bluff us, couldn't beat us Throwing curve balls in the field to get your ear like Derek Jeter Double M, yeah that's the team, I know they see us, yeah Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute Wait a minute, wait a minute I'm talking big, bitch, I'm talking big I'm talking big, bitch, I'm talking big We do it big, bitch, we do it big Fuck a tutor, better get a shooter Teach your ass a lesson when they runnin' into ya Fiends lining up like we having communions This my daily bread and you niggas consumers All I ever wanted was to make scrilla Have a recording session with J Dilla Selassie, Exodus Corinthians, Leviticus I'm on the books, I study well Getting money, bitches know me well (Huh) Selassie Selassie Pray I never die I pray I never die