Ezzy G.O. - Air

I'm tryna show you something
They staring at me like they know I'm holding
Might break you off you keep it real with me
You do that there I keep it 150
I swear you better than the air I breath
You be fucking with them squares you better off with me
Take a chance and roll them dice you can thug with me fuck on me love on me
Girl I'm goin show you how you suppose to do
Ass like that I need it
She don't wanna fuck she bleeding
I be on go for a little ass reason
I'm dripping they catching my seasoning
I ain't balling my fist with these fuck niggas
I got iron on me imma squeeze it
Bitches be lying ain't keeping no secrets
Knocked the bow up and she asked me to keep it no
Kept the city alive like a beacon
I pull up suited and booted like deacons
I had ruby Tabooty it's recking
I'm influencing niggas I see it
See Don got critical I Don went digital
Digital scale make my life a lil easy
Same nigga get you shot
But now we grown and we talking bout stocks
Niggas be hollin bout crypto
Tryna keep up with my tempo they want me to stop
I was ahead of the curve ion even want it I cash out the same day as nas
Heavy investment I feel like I'm Hova the God
All these investments I feel like I'm head of the Roc but it's the Force
I'm tryna show you something
They staring at me like they know I'm holding
Might break you off you keep it real with me
You do that there I keep it 150
I swear you better than the air I breath
You be fucking with them squares you better off with me
Take a chance and roll them dice you can thug with me fuck on me love on me
Girl I'm goin show you how you suppose to do
How do it feel
Fuck with a nigga who ready to kill
Loyal lil nigga that's ready to wack
For any my niggas that's matter fact I'm keeping it real
How do it feel
Fuck with a nigga who ready to kill
Loyal lil nigga that's ready to wack
For any my niggas that's matter fact I'm keeping it real
How do it feel
Fuck with a nigga who ready to kill
Loyal lil nigga that's ready to wack
For any my niggas that's matter fact
Niggas be rats
She love the money boy she ain't attached
Me and my niggas got plenty of that
That's why we taking ya hoes and giving em back
Yeah I told the hoe to relax
Yeah she wanna get me off X
Yeah she wanna get me off cocaine bend her ass over and fuck from the back
I ain't even pay for the hotel bend her ass over in back of the hatch damn
That shit embarrassing
Me and my niggas was sharing it
Runaway bitches like Harriet
I'm tryna show you something
They staring at me like they know I'm holding
Might break you off you keep it real with me
You do that there I keep it 150
I swear you better than the air I breath
You be fucking with them squares you better off with me
Take a chance and roll them dice you can thug with me fuck on me love on me
Girl I'm goin show you how you suppose to do

Written by:
Eric Smith

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