K8swayo - AIR IT OUT

(K8)
Fuck no we ain't come from money
Five thousand just was sounding like a lot to me
Once I tripled my profit that's like a dollar to me
I ain't never get fronted they opened shop for me, they did it for me
Keeping all my brother's with me
If you wasn't there from the start don't try to come up with me
Free the real in them cages, why they prove em' guilty
And my boy's don't play they gone ride like forgi's
Yeah they killing for me
Yeah they gone air it out
My sneaks I wore em' out
Can't wait to buy a house
Move my duke's and brother's out
When they was counting out
I start dropping and I moved em' out the way
Pockets on Buddha now
I aint win or take a L yet, but I will prevail
Tryna throw away the scale
Tryna bust a rollie down
Keep giving niggas hell
They know we on his tail
Heard what's his name ain't doing well
Fuck him send that boy to hell
We catching smoke like we Odell
If you was a bitch before, you still is fuck your bankroll
I've been working all day, got mark's around my ankles
Had to cut a few bitches off, felt like I was getting tangled
And if you want the same goal's you staying at this table
Fuck no we ain't come from money
Five thousand just was sounding like a lot to me
Once I tripled my profit that's like a dollar to me
I ain't never get fronted they opened shop for me, they did it for me
Keeping all my brother's with me
If you wasn't there from the start don't try to come up with me
Free the real in them cages, why they prove em' guilty
And my boy's don't play they gone ride like forgi's
Yeah they killing for me
They gone slide anytime they want
If you in or out the trenches, you better keep a gun
Don't need new scar's on our flesh that why we keep us one
I know some nigga's itching for reck, next, you might be the one
Bitches lining nigga's too, they shot her right below her bun
All my brothers still here, if you ask me, I feel like I won
And I wont stop, can't chill till this bread weigh like a ton
And it's for those night's I shed tears no tissue I let them run
Cause ima sack chaser
Bag racer
And iont' like to think a lot cause ima bad thinker
Stayed up in the trap last night cause ima play maker
You better not threat nobody life
I hang with soul takers
Fuck no we ain't come from money
Five thousand just was sounding like a lot to me
Once I tripled my profit that's like a dollar to me
I ain't never get fronted they opened shop for me, they did it for me
Keeping all my brother's with me
If you wasn't there from the start don't try to come up with me
Free the real in them cages, why they prove em' guilty
And my boy's don't play they gone ride like forgi's
Yeah they killing for me
(They gone slide)
(Air it out)
(They gone air it out)
(Air it out)
(They gone air it out)
(K8)

Written by:
Tyree Oliver

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