Lyrics Air Vent #2 - Kidaf, Shuko

Air Vent #2

Got a train of thought runnin on my self esteem
While I dream wishing for thousands upon my self it seems
The thought of money got us out here wailing
Cause if that dough ain’t on your mind
Then must be in your wallet
I feel like the chase for riches is a struggle for me to be in
Now shout out to my mother watching juggle at me and Ian
The budget with lean and lean in the fall
But we ride, so we was never worried bout it all, so we ride
Uh, The rapper life I wanna start living
Couple of models start strickin so they start strippin
Of course living good, a part of me is stressful
I know I’m not alone and it’s hard to be succesful
When it’s hard to read the pencil on my paper when I write it down
And I be big enough my city when I’m writing out
Deep thought as I question and affirm things
Smoking as I’m thinking bout the stressin that world brings
Ah, so nigga just chill, they sick as we sick, we ill
Too hot, they figure we fail
One time, my nigga, inhale
Go nigga, go girl, proceed, it’s your world
Have my hustle, write it down and then ree up
I write my name in the clouds, then ride around with the nina like
They said to try weed, I had doubt, I wouldn’t listen
But then I took a hit and found out what I was missin'
I was trippin, crazy how we smoke out with A’s
Tryina do without a daddy, but who don’t nowadays (nigga)
No matter where I go, the drama always tellin homie
Fail a couple classes so now mama think she faillin on me
I’m not knocking, leave the reast into the rest of y’all
And I’m not knockin like the cops who come arresting y’all
I’ve been iller but imagine… when a flow of chinchilla there’s a knocked out
cold
I’ve been rocking out shows, to get counter profit and make more
But that’s just common knowledge like come and knockin on Drake’s door
Grinding hard, we living, you know the planet
The sun is right for the future, my vision is panoramic
And yo, eyes open, always up it ain’t safe
Listen close to my lyrics nigga fuck what they say
Ah, so nigga just chill, they sick as we sick, we ill
Too hot, they figure we fail
One time, my nigga, inhale
Go nigga, go girl, proceed, it’s your world
Have my hustle, write it down and then ree up
I write my name in the clouds, then ride around with the nina like
Ah, so nigga just chill, they sick as we sick, we ill
To hot, they figure we fail
One time, my nigga, inhale