Breathe!
One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and then the Three and then the you gotta breathe! Then you (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't when I come through, hum too shoes, gotta be twenty man It's not funny they can't breathe! The choke holds too The left looks too You know You right bitches can't breathe! Look look, they hearts start chasin' But I'm so when I blow past That they breathe! In the of the man Your future better than ya past if you present with the man You breathe!
You niggas share my air Or walk a mile in the I wear And I'm getting year by year they say Juan do Cops couldn't me if you brought the canines through And I pace I know these hungry bitches want to taste my wealth But I keep em' on a they health Or keep em' on a quiet And myself And just take a deep I got em' they chest 'Cause hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best And in they worst They rather see me lay in the than lay in the back And I ain't just laying a I'm the facts I came back some sicker stones That got these broke niggas looking at me like chokin' on a chicken bone Every chick I Can't leave the alone So I one of them every time I flip my phone
One and the two Two and the three Three and the four you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and then the and then the four Then you breathe! you gotta (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these niggas breathe when I come through, hum too Some shoes, be twenty man It's not funny they can't breathe! The choke too tight The looks too right You know You right These can't breathe! Look look, hearts racin' They start But I'm so fast I blow past That they breathe! In the of the man Your future looks better than ya past if you with the man You breathe!
I see em on the when I passes Looking they need oxygen mask-es I make it to breathe! But I the glocks in the stashes the cops want to lock and harass us And it hard to breathe! They has to Like havin' a attack When they see the in back You dudes are wheezin' me My is like a coupe, breezing at ninety That's the reason signed me It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the Feels somethin' like hard to the gut How I address the haters and estimaters And ride up on like they escalators shook up and hooked up to respirators On last breath talking to investigators I'm a of fresh air And a pair Face it boo and do it till face get blue
One and the two Two and the three Three and the four you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and then the Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! you gotta (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo niggas can't (breathe) When the walk in it Pop a few in it As quick as a in a New York minute Catch a breath, fore you a left Even worse, a Tef Only way you a F To the A-be, its in the Rollin with my Gripping on a toy that you won't in "KB" I slick on ya I'm a have to put the on ya What you know bout lettin' dimes on ya? you inhale the weed And it won't stop till they inhale ya And it stop I tell em' to breathe a doctor with a stethoscope I don't see no hope these motherfuckers breathe!
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One and the two Two and then the Three and the four you gotta, breathe! you gotta, you gotta, Breathe!