In The Air
(Reuel Stop Playing With These Niggas)
La La La
Da Da Da Da Mm mm yeah look
My life beautiful, but same time it's ugly (It's ugly)
Back then they wouldn't fuck me, now they always saying slut me
It was times back then when hoes wouldn't touch me (Why not?)
Now they always asking, Jay Blade do you love me?
They love it how I flow, love it when I rap (Rap)
And niggas mad, cause I got the city on my back (On my back)
They hate it how I wear fitteds, but I never cap
Like I ain't even see him use his fingers, how the fuck he snaps? (How he snapped?)
See I born to lose, but I finally learned to win (How to win)
So why explain myself, if they don't wanna understand? (Fuck it)
It's takes a lot more for you to hate another man
But It's whatever bout me, don't you ever try to touch the fam (Don't)
I'll send you to the doctor (Doctor)
Send you to the Lord (Lord)
Send you to the hospital
Send you to the morgue (Morgue)
We Men In Black, just like Will Smith and his boy
Cause once he see this flash, He won't remember what he seen before (Grttt)
Picture me riding though the city inside that old school (Aye)
Proceed with caution, they plotting, watching my every move
I don't fuck with too many, only hang with a few
How do niggas be happy watching they niggas lose?
If you ain't willing to help him, then show him what to do
Couldn't be me, so glad I'm different from other dudes (Aye)
Know momma proud, even though her baby ain't finish school
Blessed with a talent, young nigga fell in love with the stu
Gotta be alert, even when I'm feeling uncomfortable
Cause social media got niggas thinking that they untouchable (Aye)
Let's be honest, them boys ain't really stepping out the booth
Catch em in traffic, push up on em, they probably won't shoot
Brudda told me, fuck em don't worry, stick to the loot
Huh (Aye Aye)
Brudda told me don't worry, fuck em stick to the loot (Look)
Brudda told me don't worry, fuck em stick to the loot (Aye Aye Aye)
La La La
Da Da Da Da Mm mm yeah look
My life beautiful, but same time it's ugly (It's ugly)
Back then they wouldn't fuck me, now they always saying slut me
It was times back then when hoes wouldn't touch me (Why not?)
Now they always asking, Jay Blade do you love me?
They love it how I flow, love it when I rap (Rap)
And niggas mad, cause I got the city on my back (On my back)
They hate it how I wear fitteds, but I never cap
Like I ain't even see him use his fingers, how the fuck he snaps? (How he snapped?)
See I born to lose, but I finally learned to win (How to win)
So why explain myself, if they don't wanna understand? (Fuck it)
It's takes a lot more for you to hate another man
But It's whatever bout me, don't you ever try to touch the fam (Don't)
I'll send you to the doctor (Doctor)
Send you to the Lord (Lord)
Send you to the hospital
Send you to the morgue (Morgue)
We Men In Black, just like Will Smith and his boy
Cause once he see this flash, He won't remember what he seen before (Grttt)
Picture me riding though the city inside that old school (Aye)
Proceed with caution, they plotting, watching my every move
I don't fuck with too many, only hang with a few
How do niggas be happy watching they niggas lose?
If you ain't willing to help him, then show him what to do
Couldn't be me, so glad I'm different from other dudes (Aye)
Know momma proud, even though her baby ain't finish school
Blessed with a talent, young nigga fell in love with the stu
Gotta be alert, even when I'm feeling uncomfortable
Cause social media got niggas thinking that they untouchable (Aye)
Let's be honest, them boys ain't really stepping out the booth
Catch em in traffic, push up on em, they probably won't shoot
Brudda told me, fuck em don't worry, stick to the loot
Huh (Aye Aye)
Brudda told me don't worry, fuck em stick to the loot (Look)
Brudda told me don't worry, fuck em stick to the loot (Aye Aye Aye)
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Writer(s): J'ylen Maloney
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