To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air
Believing the screens or anything there
Spinning like my many rims through the air,
And got her room number, you can find me there
I'm running out of air
Woah there, woah there
But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there
Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.
They tryin to say that i don't care
With that weed in the air
February cold as my heart
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air
We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there
And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere
Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.
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