Night Air (feat. Isaiah Shoticaury)
Ayo, what's up, what's up?
Let's keep it real, son, count this money
You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, yeah
Ayo, put the Grants over there in the safe
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause we spendin' these Jacksons
The Washingtons go to wifey, you know how that go
I'm sayin' that's what this is all about, right?
Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, then what, man, what?
I smoke my Newport til the last motherfucker left
Walk with an empty heart, I'm blowing smoke out of my chest
Never question my love, feel it don't second guess
I'd rather fill this void and leave, I'm known to be a guest
Gone with the wind, I'm a Kazekage to my compadres
My deadly posse is down to ride out on anybody
My mortal body only dreams of leaving this country
I'm only seeing white screens, not feeling nobody
I'm only seeing blank stares like they ain't there
Dear lord can you take me out this nightmare
Mah guh touch road with these dusty Nike airs
Gyal a stop, Gyal a pree and love my nice hair
Sugar, cream, coffee bean, then the nights here
Point my face to the sky and feel the night air
I'm seeing meteors fly I guess the nights clear
Yeah... it's kinda nice here
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
I'm feeling paranoid so fuck it I'm leaving already
Au revoir and goodbye, nuh bother try and get me
I'm tryna link with the homies, purchase a liquor bottle
Pick up an eighth of weed, I'm tryna get free
Windows dark tinted, build my blunt and smokescreen
Bitches blowing up my hotline
Red button, then I text them back some hotlines
Same story, asking why I never got time
Because I'm on mine
I need a break and breather from my vices and my demons
Chatter starts to air when I'm driving through the city
I never ask for help cause it feels the same as pity
Fuck it mask on dawg I'm tryna get litty
Blowing out my smoke and I point it to the night air
Crushing road in these dusty white Nike airs
Yeah... it's kinda nice here
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
One Love, One Love
Represent, Represent, Represent
One Love, One Love
Represent, Represent, Represent
Represent, Represent
One Love, One Love
Represent
Let's keep it real, son, count this money
You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, yeah
Ayo, put the Grants over there in the safe
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause we spendin' these Jacksons
The Washingtons go to wifey, you know how that go
I'm sayin' that's what this is all about, right?
Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, then what, man, what?
I smoke my Newport til the last motherfucker left
Walk with an empty heart, I'm blowing smoke out of my chest
Never question my love, feel it don't second guess
I'd rather fill this void and leave, I'm known to be a guest
Gone with the wind, I'm a Kazekage to my compadres
My deadly posse is down to ride out on anybody
My mortal body only dreams of leaving this country
I'm only seeing white screens, not feeling nobody
I'm only seeing blank stares like they ain't there
Dear lord can you take me out this nightmare
Mah guh touch road with these dusty Nike airs
Gyal a stop, Gyal a pree and love my nice hair
Sugar, cream, coffee bean, then the nights here
Point my face to the sky and feel the night air
I'm seeing meteors fly I guess the nights clear
Yeah... it's kinda nice here
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
I'm feeling paranoid so fuck it I'm leaving already
Au revoir and goodbye, nuh bother try and get me
I'm tryna link with the homies, purchase a liquor bottle
Pick up an eighth of weed, I'm tryna get free
Windows dark tinted, build my blunt and smokescreen
Bitches blowing up my hotline
Red button, then I text them back some hotlines
Same story, asking why I never got time
Because I'm on mine
I need a break and breather from my vices and my demons
Chatter starts to air when I'm driving through the city
I never ask for help cause it feels the same as pity
Fuck it mask on dawg I'm tryna get litty
Blowing out my smoke and I point it to the night air
Crushing road in these dusty white Nike airs
Yeah... it's kinda nice here
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
Life's a bitch and then you die
That's why we get high
Cause you never know when it's time to go
The same old story with a journey has an end
Reaching my final destination I can't pretend
One Love, One Love
Represent, Represent, Represent
One Love, One Love
Represent, Represent, Represent
Represent, Represent
One Love, One Love
Represent
Credits
Writer(s): Arjermaine Espinosa, Chidi Campbell, Isaac Shoticaury, Kris Erice
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