CLEAR THE AIR

No jay z I got the blueprint I just been plotting scheming with the bros Everyday I glow no blooming Know we be smoking flowers by the O Matter fact we smoke it in the O For a fact I got love for my shorty for real Like I cannot see no hoe No I cannot be with a skeezer Way too up smoking on sativa I hold wheel I'm pushing my seat up Bitch I'm back not giving my seat This shit like musical chairs I been running laps around this shit Contrast don't compare And you know ain't no love inside this shit Like, like why would I care As long as I get bread and stay clean I don't give a f*ck what I where And you know if you make it in the bricks You can make it anywhere And I stay with a L inside my hand Why the f*ck would I clear the air And I stay with a L inside my hand But no I ain't taking no Ls I was pushing that shit no Ls And we pull in that big body four deep no Uber XL Even my ex wanna see me excel It's crazy my shorty name is Heaven But shorty be giving em hell Nowadays I'm trying to kick that door Before I was ringing a bell Not bout bread not ringing a bell And Spazzo you know that's my brother for real Locked in like Kennan & Kell Matter fact we like Curry & Clay Matter fact we like Melo & PJ I be smoking in designer PJs Probably in the middle of the PJs