"Sin Aire" lyrics
Babyface Ray & Samuel Shabazz Lyrics
Yeah, hard to breathe when the walls closin' in
Say they never pass a ball, you would never get a win
You can't tell a nigga nothin', I done seen it, I done did it
Turn a house into trap, turn a crib into a sprig
Something foreign, I been speakin', I been rushin' to the millions
You wake up the whole house when you playin' with the blender?
I been playin' with these bitches, never stayin' when I hit 'em
I been reppin', I been steppin', I'ma stand on these nigga
In the Maybach sippin', me and Sam politickin'
It be hard buildin' with 'em 'cause they fans, and it's silly
If I say it, they gon' tell it, once they tell it, we gon' kill 'em
Run a check up, then I bill it
From the wrist up half a million, nigga, yeah
And tell me how to breathe when you got no air
Walked inside Chanelly, what's the new shit? Give me both pair
Take two hundred thousand in the bank, but they don't go there, yeah
Yeah, the way that I been livin', man, it ain't fair
Got too many stripes, my lil' homie think he K-Swiss
You wanna ride Raris top-down, you gotta take risks, yeah
Yeah, shit
Samuel
Bro said come outside, he brought Maybach a month early
He sittiin' there tellin' me how he fit it in a shoe box
We on that type of shit, it get the whole crew popped
Tryna play the billboards, bitch, the whole crew Pop
You know she call me boo, I pop shit, she want her boots knocked
Shorts, no pocket, used to keep it in the tube sock
I ain't gon' lie, they always knew I do what I do, nah
It really ain't enough, surface ain't been touched
Who the fuck is these nigga? I don't know enough
Turned up my credentials, movin' presidential
She wanna be rental, fuck on me, and them too
Big body Benz, she just need a emblem
Young black and turnt, ridin' 'round in the engine
Don't nothin' treat me up, keep me happy like gettin' richer
How I'm 'posed to grieve and still be everything you need?
Damn, Samuel, do you love me? Beats me
Damn, Samuel, is we somethin'? Beats me
Damn, Samuel, you was 'posed to keep me
Damn, baby, you just need a AA meetin'
You know I'll still slide by, still say hi
Still a get high, play it with ya mama
Give a couple dollars to you, give your brother five
You know you my people, not no bitch on the side
Used to roll for my nigga, he forever rollin' with me
Ain't no love if I can't trust you, you gon' fold if it get serious
First time I met a real one, I was at his visit
Handcuffs, at his court date, mama all in tears
Took my heart and got it locked away, this shit'll get you killed
Football pass with a hit stick, who really in the field?
I done told them bitches anything fuckin' with them pills
I done damn there sold everything up there in them hills
And I can finally breathe, I got more air
Foreigns in the driveway, think I'm the dope man
You ballin', better have a left, whip it with both hands
Squash a nigga whole life, look at the coat tag
How you think you twinnin' me? Your lil' broke ass
No, this ain't a BNB, boy this a ho pad!
Nigga, check your location, that's where your ho at, yeah
And tell me how to breathe when you got no air
Walked inside Chanelly, what's the new shit? Give me both pair
Take two hundred thousand in the bank, but they don't go there, yeah
The way that I been livin', man, it ain't fair
Got too many stripes, my lil' homie think he K-Swiss
You wanna ride Rari's top down, you gotta take risks, yeah
Say they never pass a ball, you would never get a win
You can't tell a nigga nothin', I done seen it, I done did it
Turn a house into trap, turn a crib into a sprig
Something foreign, I been speakin', I been rushin' to the millions
You wake up the whole house when you playin' with the blender?
I been playin' with these bitches, never stayin' when I hit 'em
I been reppin', I been steppin', I'ma stand on these nigga
In the Maybach sippin', me and Sam politickin'
It be hard buildin' with 'em 'cause they fans, and it's silly
If I say it, they gon' tell it, once they tell it, we gon' kill 'em
Run a check up, then I bill it
From the wrist up half a million, nigga, yeah
And tell me how to breathe when you got no air
Walked inside Chanelly, what's the new shit? Give me both pair
Take two hundred thousand in the bank, but they don't go there, yeah
Yeah, the way that I been livin', man, it ain't fair
Got too many stripes, my lil' homie think he K-Swiss
You wanna ride Raris top-down, you gotta take risks, yeah
Yeah, shit
Samuel
Bro said come outside, he brought Maybach a month early
He sittiin' there tellin' me how he fit it in a shoe box
We on that type of shit, it get the whole crew popped
Tryna play the billboards, bitch, the whole crew Pop
You know she call me boo, I pop shit, she want her boots knocked
Shorts, no pocket, used to keep it in the tube sock
I ain't gon' lie, they always knew I do what I do, nah
It really ain't enough, surface ain't been touched
Who the fuck is these nigga? I don't know enough
Turned up my credentials, movin' presidential
She wanna be rental, fuck on me, and them too
Big body Benz, she just need a emblem
Young black and turnt, ridin' 'round in the engine
Don't nothin' treat me up, keep me happy like gettin' richer
How I'm 'posed to grieve and still be everything you need?
Damn, Samuel, do you love me? Beats me
Damn, Samuel, is we somethin'? Beats me
Damn, Samuel, you was 'posed to keep me
Damn, baby, you just need a AA meetin'
You know I'll still slide by, still say hi
Still a get high, play it with ya mama
Give a couple dollars to you, give your brother five
You know you my people, not no bitch on the side
Used to roll for my nigga, he forever rollin' with me
Ain't no love if I can't trust you, you gon' fold if it get serious
First time I met a real one, I was at his visit
Handcuffs, at his court date, mama all in tears
Took my heart and got it locked away, this shit'll get you killed
Football pass with a hit stick, who really in the field?
I done told them bitches anything fuckin' with them pills
I done damn there sold everything up there in them hills
And I can finally breathe, I got more air
Foreigns in the driveway, think I'm the dope man
You ballin', better have a left, whip it with both hands
Squash a nigga whole life, look at the coat tag
How you think you twinnin' me? Your lil' broke ass
No, this ain't a BNB, boy this a ho pad!
Nigga, check your location, that's where your ho at, yeah
And tell me how to breathe when you got no air
Walked inside Chanelly, what's the new shit? Give me both pair
Take two hundred thousand in the bank, but they don't go there, yeah
The way that I been livin', man, it ain't fair
Got too many stripes, my lil' homie think he K-Swiss
You wanna ride Rari's top down, you gotta take risks, yeah
