In The Air (Explicit) - Jeezy

Written by：Jeezy

Trey woah woah Yeah yeah hey y'all know y'all done f**ked up right

So this the type of sh*t to help a ni**a

When a ni**a need the trap to go up ni**a

Y'all playing with d**e

Jeezy Snow gotta come back and do this sh*t again

Y'all know this finna be another 20 year run ni**a

Ayy Snow these niggas playing with it

We gotta show these niggas who the best

Heard the streets is talking to them b**ches I'm listening

Y'all gon' make me whip a quarter mil up wit my wrist and sh*t

Shawty Redd got the beat banging Snow back on his Snow sh*t

And the way I feel ni**a I might call up my old b**ch

Lexus coupe bubble eye I was paying 24

Transaction at the car wash 'cross from the store

That was off of Candler Road dirty south DeKalb mall

Back when me and Shawty hit up Ts and had a damn ball

About the time I bought the coupe just to hang up out the roof

Drop them halves and wholes on Madden

And I duck and block that boy the truth

Then I picked that Bentley up 'cause frankly I ain't give a f**k

Snow pursue that rapping sh*t your name is hot you blowing up

Ni**a Pump hit me up a young ni**a signed a background

Met the judge and had a bag pack call me the bad boy

They was in them Breitlings but your boy was in that Rollie

Who else gon' talk them chickens like he working at Chipotle

If you're really bout your issues three fingers in the air

If you got your pistol with ya three fingers in the air

If you really ride foreign three fingers in the air

If you get paper like you touring three fingers in the air

All my real b**ches three fingers in the air

Don't affiliate with snitches three fingers in the air

My young niggas riding leather three fingers in the air

Ice it up and change the weather three fingers in the air

B**ch I paid dues lawyer fees and drivers

Had the rims so long I had to buy XL tires

Got popped in jack town was a little off the rap

My ni**a Boo Rossini had to come and bail me out

What if they find two mil B**ch y'all know that that was 3

Riding green Murcielago y'all know that that was me

I done had so many Lambs' that I'm Lambo'd out

I'ma have to buy a Cutlass I done already had

See I wear my Jacob to my first meeting with Def Jam

Walked in and told LA Reid you see it

Bald head top down on Collins I'm 2Pacing

They never found my prints on the rocks I'm tube sockin'

If you're really bout your issues three fingers in the air

If you got your pistol with ya three fingers in the air

If you really ride foreign three fingers in the air

If you get paper like you touring three fingers in the air

All my real b**ches three fingers in the air

Don't affiliate with snitches three fingers in the air

My young niggas riding leather three fingers in the air

Ice it up and change the weather three fingers in the air

This watered down sh*t I keep hearing on the radio ni**a

We going back to the streets ni**a

The radio is the streets ni**a

Hey y'all know y'all done f**ked up right Trey