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kiid capone - in the air lyrics

(woah i could feel it in the air)
tell em stop all the talking when we gone link up
you know i been dying to hit ya
we the reason why theres clouds in his pictures
p+ssy boy should of just listened
i run the bag up nd count me the digits
i do not dwell on b+tches
f+ck what they saying cause that sh+t be fiction
i could hardly ever listen
pray to the lord but we ain’t religious
i put my dawgs in cristians
if we find that boy then he gone end up missing
hitting the car till it flipping
i hear it all but don’t listen
i kept a bond with a smithen
big shiny star on a mission
don’t make me up it move back
don’t make me up it you know i move tact
if i ever up it i clap
cause i can’t afford for no one to get back
he try to run like he fast
but these bullets still hit em when i throw the pass
hit em then i do the dash
speeding i hope i don’t ever go crash
he say he real we don’t feel it
shame on you n+ggas that hate nd start stealing
brody said f+ck em keep k!lling
cause one day them n+ggas they gotta go feel it
i told my brody them n+ggas is weird
told all my dawgs they could never come near
shout out the babies them n+ggas my pears
told em we got it as long as we here
uhh
still feel it in the air like beanie
i could tell he scared when he see me
tell em n+ggas beware when they near me
i up the fire nd i get the squeezing
nd we still outside no matter the season
uhh
all of you n+ggas is fuu
don’t even tell me to walk in ya shoes when you don’t do half that i do
i see a opp early morning he dying by noon
tell em n+ggas don’t get it confused
i got money but still keep a tool
we gone party while we make the news
acting like i ain’t got sh+t to lose
get the sliding nd we get the cl!cking
nd we hitting who ever be wit him
he ain’t sliding he hiding he b+tching
but i still ain’t lose sight of the vision
woah
im on the rode still moving proper
shout out my loc he keep em a knocker
p+ssy boy told he sang like the opera
n+ggas gone fold every time that we pop up
he act tuff go nd give em a oscar
i won’t bluff if i got me a problem
she a sl+t but she still be a scholar
she wanna blood cause im all about a dollar
(he act tuff go nd give em a oscar
i won’t bluff if i got me a problem
she a sl+t but she still be a scholar
she wanna blood cause im all about a dollar )
tell em stop all the talking when we gone link up
you know i been dying to hit ya
we the reason why theres clouds in his pictures
p+ssy boy should of just listened
i run the bag up nd count me the digits
i do not dwell on b+tches
f+ck what they saying cause that sh+t be fiction
i could hardly ever listen
(pray to the lord but we ain’t religious
i put my dawgs in cristians )

- kiid capone lyrics

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