Jeezy - In the Air lyrics

[Jeezy - In the Air lyrics]

Trey, woah woah yeah, yeah
Hey y'all know y'all done fucked up right?
So this the type of shit to
Help a nigga when a nigga need
The trap to go up nigga
Y'all playing with dope jeezy
Snow gotta come back
And do this shit again y'all know
This finna be another 20 year run nigga
Ayy Snow, these niggas playing with it
We gotta show these niggas who the best

Heard the streets is talking to
Them bitches I'm listening
Y'all gon' make me whip a quarter mil
Up wit my wrist and shit
Shawty Redd got the beat banging Snow
Back on his Snow shit
And the way I feel nigga I might
Just call up my old bitch
Lexus coupe, bubble eye, I was paying 24
Transaction at the car wash
'cross from the store
That was off of Candler Road, dirty south
DeKalb mall back when me and Shawty hit up
Ts and had a damn ball
About the time I bought the coupe just
To hang up out the roof
Drop them halves and wholes on Madden and I
Duck and block that boy the truth
Then I picked that Bentley up 'cause
Lately I ain't give a fuck
Snow pursue that rapping shit
Your name is hot, you blowing up
Nigga Puff hit me up
A young nigga signed to Bad Boy
Met the judge and had a bag back then
Call me the bag boy
They was in them Breitlings but your
Boy was in that Rollie
Who else gon' talk them chickens
Like he working at Chipotle

If you're really bout your issues
Three fingers in the air
If you got your pistol with ya
Three fingers in the air
If you really ride foreign
Three fingers in the air
If you get paper like you touring
Three fingers in the air
All my real bitches, three fingers in the air
Don't affiliate with snitches
Three fingers in the air
My young niggas riding leather
Three fingers in the air
Ice it up and change the weather
Three fingers in the air

Bitch I paid dues, lawyer fees and drivers
Had the rental so long I had
To buy a set of tires
Got popped in jack town was
A little off the rap
My nigga Boo Rossini had to
Come and bail me out
What if they find two mil? Bitch
Y'all know that that was 3
Riding green Murcielago
Y'all know that that was me
I done had so many Lambs'
That I'm Lambo'd out
I'ma have to buy a Cutlass I done already had
See I wore my Jacob to my
First meeting with Def Jam
Walked in and told LA Reid "you see it"
Bald head, top down on Collins, I'm 2Pacing
They never found my prints on the rocks
I'm tube sockin'

If you're really bout your issues
Three fingers in the air
If you got your pistol with ya
Three fingers in the air
If you really ride foreign
Three fingers in the air
If you get paper like you touring
Three fingers in the air
All my real bitches, three fingers in the air
Don't affiliate with snitches
Three fingers in the air
My young niggas riding leather
Three fingers in the air
Ice it up and change the weather
Three fingers in the air

This watered down shit I keep
Hearing on the radio
Nigga we going back to the streets nigga
The radio is the streets nigga hey y'all
Know y'all done fucked up right? Trey

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