Luyện nghe bài hát Walkin' On Air

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

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

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

I'm big bitch, I'm talking 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 respected all the atlas
I can have you and your finalized
All your kids screaming in Mount
Holy Ghost, the spirit
My heart pure, he a real
She let me early so she trustworthy
Her pussy sacred so she all the purses
In his name I'm Lord
The Book of is the springboard
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 that shit like tic-tac-toe
And these be niggas be hating like "Meek Mill, how you get ho?"
'Cause I get dough, and I spit that flow
check my style and look at that Roll'
On my wrist, on some shit, a call, "Who is this?"
it's Benjie on the line and he called, tried to flip
What I do? Make a call, call for a brick
And papi call José, 'cause José got
Now I'm 30,000 feet up with my up, rollin' weed up
Pussy couldn't bluff us, couldn't beat us
Throwing curve balls in the field to get your ear like Jeter
Double M, that's the team, I know they see us, yeah

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

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

Fuck a tutor, get a shooter
Teach ass a lesson when they runnin' into ya
Fiends up like we having communions
This my bread and you niggas consumers
All I ever wanted was to make
Have a recording with J Dilla
Selassie,
Corinthians,
I'm on the books, I study
Getting money, bitches know me (Huh)

Pray I die
I pray I die