Walking On Air

Here I come, fresh off tour, I bet I piss off more

Motherfuckers that thought I quit and I was just done for

But they was misin -- formed, cause I would just get warm

I'm back again to crack a thicker pack of sense in sword

I slid my tip in these pussies I'm 'bout to stick in the rest of it

Started raping the rap game; I was sick of molestin' it

Give me Crown and some Pepsi a xani bar and a Mescaline

Have an Adderall dissolvin' on my tongue like a peppermint, shit...

What you still on the fence? You still not convinced?

I'm next, what you feel like I'm too real for the trend?

Don't resent me when you see me with the tints on the Benz

You gotta sit on the bench, you smellin' sin and some scents, you jealous?

I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm hot as Adele is and you can try to derail us

We change the jealousy just try to compel us

We relish any clientele this a mafia wanna challenge us?

We'll put you in the ground with ya elders I feel like...

This is gonna be my year

Tension in the room when I appear

Other rappers they just don't compare

I think I got 'em scared, they hear me and it's clear

That I'm killin' it and

Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air!) [3x]

Haters like, "He's on top not fair," ya-uh yeah

And I still rock the freshed out gear

Chain hangin' like a chandelier

Walk in everybody stare

Maybe cause my hair, but I don't really care

Cause I'm killin' it and

Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air!) [3x]

Haters like, "He's on top not fair,"

I wear my Algierz tee, future famous is on

And for the hired I'm up in the Super 8, 'til it's super late

To an 8-ball, ain't chasin' but do it straight

Find about a lot of rappers duplicate what I do but can't

You should take notes, in the booth it's cake; it's nothin'

Study me and watch as I illuminate

Cock-roaches I got no choice I gotta fumigate

Accumulatin' dollars daily how much money you done made?

Off rappin' they got the nerve to call me ugly I'm offended

I'm a pimp and I could prob'ly fuck ya girlfriend now dog

Poke her like a cow prod, fuck her standin' up

Inside the bathroom got her grippin' on the towel bar, mouth wide

Do it for the money shot, what the fuck is up with guys?

Writin' comments below my pictures and shit

On Facebook, need to leave that to the bitches and chicks

And see cause why you busy dissin' me I been gettin' rich, I feel like...

This is gonna be my year

Tension in the room when I appear

Other rappers they just don't compare

I think I got 'em scared, they hear me and it's clear

That I'm killin' it and

Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air!) [3x]

Haters like, "He's on top not fair," ya-uh yeah

And I still rock the freshed out gear

Chain hangin' like a chandelier

Walk in everybody stare

Maybe cause my hair, but I don't really care

Cause I'm killin' it and

Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air!) [3x]

Haters like, "He's on top not fair,"

He drink a ginger ale, Jim Beam and Canada Dry, damn it if I

Ain't considered number one and I'mma lease this in a revive

Benign or somethin', cause I been runnin'

Circles around a rapper soundin' like it's amateur night

Screamin' like Janet and Mike on the mic, I'm champion-like

I'm prob'ly in ya city at the Hampton Inn high

'Dirty Diana' who I met at the show and she blowin' me

While I'm fumin' and actin' camera shy

And I been rappin' from Atlanta to Chi-town

To Boulder, Colorado from Seattle down to Albuquerque

Where they found me lurkin', with a ounce of purple

With some Diamond Turf Nikes and a Falcons jersey

Down in Bourbon Street drinkin', showin' out ya heard me?

Throwing beads at bitches, dirty rice, and Étouffée

We takin' over smellin' roses it's a fresh bouqet

You still with that douche bag? Ain't nothin' left to say, I feel like...

This is gonna be my year

Tension in the room when I appear

Other rappers they just don't compare

I think I got 'em scared, they hear me and it's clear

That I'm killin' it and

Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air!) [3x]

Haters like, "He's on top not fair," ya-uh yeah

And I still rock the freshed out gear

Chain hangin' like a chandelier

Walk in everybody stare

Maybe cause my hair, but I don't really care

Cause I'm killin' it and

Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air!) [3x]

Haters like, "He's on top not fair," ya-uh yeah