Luyện nghe bài hát Walkin' On Air

I pray we all forever
I pray I'm a servant to all
May I be rich

on my head, pussy boy, that ain't enough
Bullet to your trap strapped in my armored
Your mami house next, tell bitch to duck
Ain't no sympathying in a streets
all I ever heard from my older G's
She say she me, but I know she play for keeps
a black snake in a nigga's sheets
Bought a bitch a acres, all red roses
Half you niggas Judas, I'm the son of
Illuminated, resurrected as
Bob Marley through the on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we boys (Dope boys)

Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the
My salvation is the cash
Whoa, oh
I'm on air

I'm talking big bitch, I'm big
I'm talking big, bitch, I'm big
We do it big bitch, we do it big

I'm into fashion, nigga, the Baptist
My loyalty all across the atlas
I can you and your team finalized
All your screaming in Mount Sinai
Holy Ghost, the divine
My heart pure, he a nigga
She let me early so she trustworthy
Her pussy so she getting all the purses
In his I'm Supreme Lord
The Book of Leviticus is the
Jesus Christ, look at nigga's ice
Better yet, look at this life
I'm on air

You already know, I give and go when I get dough
Nigga with that O, I move that shit tic-tac-toe
And these be niggas be like "Meek Mill, how you get that ho?"
'Cause I get that dough, and I spit flow
Just check my style and look at Roll'
On my wrist, on shit, make a call, "Who is this?"
Think Benjie on the line and he called, tried to flip
What I do? Make a call, Papi for a brick
And papi call José, 'cause got fish
Now I'm 30,000 up with my feet up, rollin' weed up
Pussy niggas bluff us, couldn't beat us
Throwing curve in the field to get your ear like Derek Jeter
M, yeah that's the team, I know they see us, yeah

Wait a minute, wait a
a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a

I'm talking big, bitch, I'm big
I'm talking big, bitch, I'm big
We do it big, bitch, we do it big

Fuck a tutor, better get a
Teach your ass a lesson when runnin' into ya
lining up like we having communions
This my daily bread and you consumers
All I ever was to make scrilla
Have a recording session J Dilla
Selassie,
Corinthians,
I'm on the books, I study
Getting money, know me well (Huh)

Pray I die
I pray I die