Air Forces - Young Jeezy
I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
You couldn't walk a mile off in my Air Forces
And you ain't seen what I've seen
I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
I went from old school Chevy's to drop top porches
And you ain't did what I did
If you from where I'm from you gotta get how you live
Everybody already know jeezy real street n_gga
Every time you see me all around street n_ggaz
I hope you got yours I keep mine
In the club blowing dro throwing up gang signs
And you already know dog
745 back to back me and O dog
These other n_ggaz is jokers
What they rein up wit I spent it up all the strokers
In one night eight b_tches sipped bottles of cris
Forty grand sit back so you can glance my wrist
Keep bread so we carry dem toaster
But keep back though my earrings ferocious
It's not just my imagination
I'm the one in the topic in yo conversation
Jack boyz say they gon rob
But on the real f_ck n_ggaz y'all don't want these problems
[Chorus]
Black tees, black ones, and a fitted cap
The Mack 11 make me walk wit a crazy dap
Y'all say we country n_ggaz yee-haw
The money comin back and forth like a seesaw
And y'all ain't never seen what we saw
Stacks of twenty dollar bills, bricks, or white rolls
What they got Lil Pha we don't care bout sh_t
Ludacris how they ride out twenty wit dem bricks
Sh_t I spit it for y'all
On the real my n_ggaz sh_t I spit it for y'all
Who gives a f_ck about friends?
If you mix the baking soda wit it you can get a Benz
While y'all robbing and boosting
I'm standing over the stove like the chef in Houston
And it's not about the flip mane
Want the real bread it's all about your whip game
[Chorus]
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