Air Heads

Lyrics

[Intro] Look Okay Uh [Verse 1] Look, talk to me in the sweetest way She sweet as taboo, she look like Sade I'm just floating, doing 90 down the highway Ain't nobody else in my lane I'm on a different wave, I'm eating sugar cane Shout out to Flavorman He'll leave some numbers all on your chest like Flavor Flav but celieve me, we chilling But I salute the young dogs who got heart like Krillin Pull up and park all crooked, staring the at the crooked cops They know we grinding but fuck 'em, is we gon eat or not? What we doing feel special as a pinky promise We got in-home chefs whipping up Benihanas Mountain Valley, it remind me of that Remy bottle Give me any pair of shoes, I'll walk million miles and not look back I'm brick solid and I'm not gon' crack But air heads will leave your top on flat, Killa! [Verse 2] In this city it get skanless, that's the way God go I got legendary stories like that white Bronco I'm tryna level up from shrooms, I'm 'bout to go combo And I ain't ate in 'bout a week, that's cold combo Uh, I seen the scriptures written in the sky It was simple, it said "live until you die" I seen it all from a birds eye view I got the best of both worlds, I seen it from the curbside, too She still speaking to me sweet like that Kool-Aid do I don't do nothing fugazi, that's them new age dudes Sent a runner on a plane with a suitcase full The nigga came back in a month with a suitcase full Of excuses, "this wasn't this and this wasn't that" Instead of taxing dawg, you let him give that back I ain't with that, eat what you kill It's looking like Thanksgiving, we been eating at will, yeah [Mo' Better Blues Interlude - Bleek, Clarke] How many times do l have to tell you? I have a certain amount of time allotted for daily practice You know this, yet you consistently overlook my program I get the times mixed up Everything with you is so damn regulated A certain time to do this, a certain time to do that Everything's on a schedule, a timetable Loosen up, tight ass Let me explain something to you Life is short, okay? I need it like this to do all the things I gotta do, l like order Order's fine, but you're ridiculous What do you want? I want a man who knows what he wants, decisive You don't know what you want Make up your mind, be a man and don't be wishy-washy on me I know what l want, my music Everything else is secondary