Need Some Air

Aye Summer days comin' up It's gettin' hot again Ain't got no AC in the car Right now my pockets thin My nigga Ikky steady preachin' how we bout to win I'm at the sermon taking notes F*ck I'm tired of being broke Tired of only seeing my grandmother once a month I hope you know how much I value your support I got my brothers around me Ain't no need to worry Might need some air I been drownin' in my work Yea And I been talking to my angels They come around more than my demons now They still be in and out But shit I like the company I let them stick around I might be wrong in doing so But it calm me down Tryna control it Overthinking on occasion I remember back in NOLA The city had a stench to it Met a lot of broken spirits that had been through it I could relate I been walking with the bad Yea It could be too much for you if you doubt it at all But the good come with it every now and again Anything you want Yea It could be too much for you if you doubt it at all But the good come with it every now and again