In the Air
I just want yall to feel me on this 1
Some real shit
All facts
(JL)
In they hearts some niggas envy me
Just know I read between them lines like parentheses
Cause niggas ain't really who they pretend to be
Say they want You to win but wishing You misery
What got me confused is I grew up with You
And now I know You a snake I really can't fuck with You
I guess we was just cut from a different cloth
I'm tryna buy my mom a Benz and put her in a house
You tryna live at mama crib and lay up on the couch
Payin' no bills no wonder why she wanna kick you out
Bet I could never do it
I'm finna hold my own
And since my granny died a lot of shit been goin' on
Her kids actin' disabled now that the crutch is gone
When all she wanted was unity
She always taught me love man that woman influenced me
She put me on game
Told me never give a person my loyalty till I test 'em
But make sure that it's royalty
Good as gold
See man when You the chosen 1
When You the 1 in yo family everybody look up to
They gone make it hard for You
They gone hate on You
They gone bash You
Knock You down
But You gotta remain solid and keep doing You
Keep showing love
Sometimes I wonder what the future hold
And how many frienemies the light is gone expose
We done came a long way from sharing school clothes
And now it's gettin' hard to tell that we was even foes
While You was sippin' locos, loadin' 4-4s
I was blunted up in class with some smart hoes
My inspiration was changin' up my location
I felt the separation I had to stay motivated
Cause I know they hatin'
But when You chosen you just gotta face it
My apologies for never being basic
A wise man said life is what you make it
Can't sit at home counting sheep, You better count them Franklins
Rather be that nigga paper chasin' than just contemplatin'
Regrets what life could have been if You was never hatin'
Takin' care of business puttin' steak and eggs on the table
Instead You in another nigga lane
Mad because he made it
And he never asked for favors
Shit is crazy man
Like motherfuckers You think on yo side in yo corner
They don't really be with You
It's all love though
I'm a show 'em better than I can tell 'em
Still look out for You
Hear me out
And what You did was off balance we are not equal
Feel like You chose the wrong side for the right reasons
Askin' God the best way I can revive my people
Separate myself from blood that's leachin' but swear I ain't feed 'em
Every time I see 'em on the Gram pockets lookin' decent
Saw 'em at the crib I ain't know it wasn't nobody eating
These niggas frontin' for attention actin' like they cleavage
Snortin' all they money
Guess they battlin' with ancient demons
You ain't have no daddy
Nigga I ain't have a father neither
Remember when we said we both would change
Our babies we gone lead 'em
Only difference you was really bluffin'
And I really mean it
This shit is deeper than the music feel me through yo speakers
People that You love be the ones that hold You back
Gotta watch yo right hand, left hand told me that
Got my mind in a maze I swear I hate being trapped
I wish God a take the fake and bring the real niggas back
For real
Some real shit
All facts
(JL)
In they hearts some niggas envy me
Just know I read between them lines like parentheses
Cause niggas ain't really who they pretend to be
Say they want You to win but wishing You misery
What got me confused is I grew up with You
And now I know You a snake I really can't fuck with You
I guess we was just cut from a different cloth
I'm tryna buy my mom a Benz and put her in a house
You tryna live at mama crib and lay up on the couch
Payin' no bills no wonder why she wanna kick you out
Bet I could never do it
I'm finna hold my own
And since my granny died a lot of shit been goin' on
Her kids actin' disabled now that the crutch is gone
When all she wanted was unity
She always taught me love man that woman influenced me
She put me on game
Told me never give a person my loyalty till I test 'em
But make sure that it's royalty
Good as gold
See man when You the chosen 1
When You the 1 in yo family everybody look up to
They gone make it hard for You
They gone hate on You
They gone bash You
Knock You down
But You gotta remain solid and keep doing You
Keep showing love
Sometimes I wonder what the future hold
And how many frienemies the light is gone expose
We done came a long way from sharing school clothes
And now it's gettin' hard to tell that we was even foes
While You was sippin' locos, loadin' 4-4s
I was blunted up in class with some smart hoes
My inspiration was changin' up my location
I felt the separation I had to stay motivated
Cause I know they hatin'
But when You chosen you just gotta face it
My apologies for never being basic
A wise man said life is what you make it
Can't sit at home counting sheep, You better count them Franklins
Rather be that nigga paper chasin' than just contemplatin'
Regrets what life could have been if You was never hatin'
Takin' care of business puttin' steak and eggs on the table
Instead You in another nigga lane
Mad because he made it
And he never asked for favors
Shit is crazy man
Like motherfuckers You think on yo side in yo corner
They don't really be with You
It's all love though
I'm a show 'em better than I can tell 'em
Still look out for You
Hear me out
And what You did was off balance we are not equal
Feel like You chose the wrong side for the right reasons
Askin' God the best way I can revive my people
Separate myself from blood that's leachin' but swear I ain't feed 'em
Every time I see 'em on the Gram pockets lookin' decent
Saw 'em at the crib I ain't know it wasn't nobody eating
These niggas frontin' for attention actin' like they cleavage
Snortin' all they money
Guess they battlin' with ancient demons
You ain't have no daddy
Nigga I ain't have a father neither
Remember when we said we both would change
Our babies we gone lead 'em
Only difference you was really bluffin'
And I really mean it
This shit is deeper than the music feel me through yo speakers
People that You love be the ones that hold You back
Gotta watch yo right hand, left hand told me that
Got my mind in a maze I swear I hate being trapped
I wish God a take the fake and bring the real niggas back
For real
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Writer(s): Jaron Walters
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