I don't even breathe the same air
They're tryin to say that i don't care
Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air
It's been a half a year, i say we take it there
It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire
You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air
I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air
Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear
For 9 years in spain had the time share
Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,
She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care
To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air
With that weed in the air
But now it's more declare
You got a baby boy or girl in there
Got our middle fingers in the air,
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