Telee - Rare Air

Yea that shit sound grumpy as fuck
That’s just how I’m trynna come on this bitch too
Straight up

I’m up here nigga U down u there
We don’t breathe the same mane this air I’m in is rare
Big nuts lettem hang you niggas better get a pair
Might let you niggas catch up cause this shit ain’t even fair, yea
Never talk down on a nigga that you ate with it
Gotta be a snake to partake in all that fake shit
Gotta a be Jake to fall in love with a snake bitch
I could air you out but I’m gone let you niggas make it, yea

Was facing 25 to life if they ran up in my spot
Young niggas shooting dice smoking weed selling rocks
Had pocket full of money nigga fresh off the block
Nawf side yellow bop she sucking dick off the top
Was just a young nigga holding picture me rolling
A dope feen rental til it get reported stolen
Clean with the bling dressed up in designer clothing
Never used to smile til my teeth became golden
Been hustling all my life making ends meet
I keep it cool but confuse it with be being friendly
I was raised on gangsta music so don’t tempt me
Speaking truth and repping Houston like I’m Pimp C

I’m up here nigga U down u there
We don’t breathe the same mane this air I’m in is rare
Big nuts lettem hang you niggas better get a pair
Might let you niggas catch up cause this shit ain’t even fair, yea
Never talk down on a nigga that you ate with it
Gotta be a snake to partake in all that fake shit
Gotta a be Jake to fall in love with a snake bitch
I could air you out but I’m gone let you niggas make it, yea

Being petty I ain’t letting nothing slide now
Talk down on my name I’m gone ride out
Expose yo pockets I’m gone hurt you niggas pride now
Fuck yall bitches I’m gone make you niggas cry now
Too much money here to get I so I ain’t studying y’all
When you really from the streets they love to black ball
Two faced ass snakes take ya masks off
If you maneuvered through these fakes then it’s hats off
Fuck this music shit nigga I’m only rapping online
All that politicking shit was just a waste of my time
You motherfuckers either dine or you morherfuckers ain’t
Quit trynna game street nigga cause you mutherfuckers can’t

I’m up here nigga U down u there
We don’t breathe the same mane this air I’m in is rare
Big nuts lettem hang you niggas better get a pair
Might let you niggas catch up cause this shit ain’t even fair, yea
Never talk down on a nigga that you ate with it
Gotta be a snake to partake in all that fake shit
Gotta a be Jake to fall in love with a snake bitch
I could air you out but I’m gone let you niggas make it, yea

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