Air.
By Imjls (2018)
On album Air. (2018), Rare. (2018)
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Verse 1
I'm too high for this or maybe
I ain't high enough
Where's the highest cliff
I ain't think I seen enough
Boy don't pass the spliff
I think I want another blunt
They acting it, I'll smack the kid
Ain't having it, niggah find Me In the air
Traffic is an accident
Blew my tire
But a Niggah needn't spare
Fluent with cool as this fluent shit
Bitch you mustn't triple dare
Cuz I'm a dog, I'm a hound
On my back you raising hairs
You got em in the air woah
Now I'm higher than a sparrow
Call a niggah weirdo
You could find me where tho
Don't know jack about the sparrow
Find me in the layer hoe
Find me in the rare coat
Coming in a pair
Woah
Ain't need a spare note
Niggah took the stairs
Soaked in sweat
A niggah he drenched
Don't need a pinch
I think he awoke
He float
What is your hoax
Tell me all the answers for I'm off of this boat
Off of this road
Coughin out smoke
Feelin it so potent
We ain't do this for your entertainment
Y'all just tainted
Niggah I ain't wishing to be sainted
But I'll paint it Van Gogh
There that niggah go
Figgoro o figgoro
Bitter snow
Out the litter rose
Eye leave it In the air
Smoke
Like a niggah has been caught
By the opp
Off the block
Got no rock in the sock
But his hand on the Glock
Parallel with his
Badge
Already bloodied his rag
Ain't playing no tag
Don't want four up in the back
Yeah you empty out your mag
I ain't tryna he lagged
Y'all the queens of the drag cuz you bitch to the flag
So across at you I laugh In the air with a fist let a snake go and hiss
Raid a statement like this
Know they paid your statement
Wrote it too, they'll quote it too
Social fued
No social due
Meditation in the air
Y'all sedated in ya chairs
Overstated so listen hear
Hook(Tre Youth and IMJLS)
There's jealousy in the air
There's jealousy in the air(x2)
Shawn Kemp when I walk in
Young nigga shit talking
All this work exhausting
I deserve all this flossin
Wouldn't know what the cost is
Layback chill
Now how you feel
Damn this shit is real
Grind and make a mil
I can't sit still
Workin till I'm ill
Make music that will heal
I won't sign a deal
They don't know how it feels
To be drowning in the hood
Whole city in the mud
--I ain't had enough
I keep rolling up --
Now we in the cut
Now we out the mud
I been counting up
Now we out the mud
City give me love
Now we got the plug
Now we got the drugs
I'm too high for this or maybe
I ain't high enough
Where's the highest cliff
I ain't think I seen enough
Boy don't pass the spliff
I think I want another blunt
They acting it, I'll smack the kid
Ain't having it, niggah find Me In the air
Traffic is an accident
Blew my tire
But a Niggah needn't spare
Fluent with cool as this fluent shit
Bitch you mustn't triple dare
Cuz I'm a dog, I'm a hound
On my back you raising hairs
You got em in the air woah
Now I'm higher than a sparrow
Call a niggah weirdo
You could find me where tho
Don't know jack about the sparrow
Find me in the layer hoe
Find me in the rare coat
Coming in a pair
Woah
Ain't need a spare note
Niggah took the stairs
Soaked in sweat
A niggah he drenched
Don't need a pinch
I think he awoke
He float
What is your hoax
Tell me all the answers for I'm off of this boat
Off of this road
Coughin out smoke
Feelin it so potent
We ain't do this for your entertainment
Y'all just tainted
Niggah I ain't wishing to be sainted
But I'll paint it Van Gogh
There that niggah go
Figgoro o figgoro
Bitter snow
Out the litter rose
Eye leave it In the air
Smoke
Like a niggah has been caught
By the opp
Off the block
Got no rock in the sock
But his hand on the Glock
Parallel with his
Badge
Already bloodied his rag
Ain't playing no tag
Don't want four up in the back
Yeah you empty out your mag
I ain't tryna he lagged
Y'all the queens of the drag cuz you bitch to the flag
So across at you I laugh In the air with a fist let a snake go and hiss
Raid a statement like this
Know they paid your statement
Wrote it too, they'll quote it too
Social fued
No social due
Meditation in the air
Y'all sedated in ya chairs
Overstated so listen hear
Hook(Tre Youth and IMJLS)
There's jealousy in the air
There's jealousy in the air(x2)
Shawn Kemp when I walk in
Young nigga shit talking
All this work exhausting
I deserve all this flossin
Wouldn't know what the cost is
Layback chill
Now how you feel
Damn this shit is real
Grind and make a mil
I can't sit still
Workin till I'm ill
Make music that will heal
I won't sign a deal
They don't know how it feels
To be drowning in the hood
Whole city in the mud
--I ain't had enough
I keep rolling up --
Now we in the cut
Now we out the mud
I been counting up
Now we out the mud
City give me love
Now we got the plug
Now we got the drugs
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