Keyz

Yeah raw scriptures nigga
All I do is get high and write dese rhymes nigga
Lewmixedit yeah
I be in the air so much I had to

I be in the air so much I had to stop using keys
I ain't been down ever since
You like a six man you always coming off the bench
Like I'm gripping with a wrench I got the game in a clinch
Wake me up with a pinch
Probably could've been dreaming bout a bitch
But it's back to reality, I'm trying to get rich
Smooth like silk, never trip over no spilled milk
Bitch I'm him, can never be one of them
Trying to get a drag off me, your chances are pretty slim
All of my homies shooters would treat your head like a rim
That ain't enough weed, you rolling it pretty skimp
Hurrikaze my sneaks, that's word to Shawn Kemp
This ain't your type of steez, you motherfucking simp
Surrounded by hella monkeys, you motherfucking chimp
Pansy, look at these suckers try pass me
Highed up, I came a long way from my last G
Smoke my way to the sky
These low percentage T.H.C. niggas wanna get down with the high
Testing out new strands to see what I wanna
buy real gas smokers, difference between you and I
And another difference is, I've been fly
Got in the seat as a pilot Put me on any beat,
I guarantee you I fry it
All I need is good weed and some papers I'll write it
But I always been down to kill em in silence
And when you raise the bar, these niggas try to go around
Or underneath the challenge, niggas rap's barely above average
Kill em, stuff em in the casket, you can tell I'm highed up without asking

I be in the air so much I had to start using keys
I be in the air so much I had to start using keys
I be in the air so much I had to start using keys
I be in the air so much I had to start using keys
I be in the air so much I had to start using keys
(Raw)



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Writer(s): Randy Billingslea
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