Familiar

[Chorus:]

I am in the air*

All I want is the money

And I see it so clear

Weed in my grinder

Mind on a million

Taylor gang in the planes

You know it over the building

They ask me how fly

I'm gonna tell you

You recognize the G

I Should be lookin familiar

[Repeats:]

Party and chillin'

And fast living

How I'm supposed to... now the choices giving

I chose to leave the club with a couple of hoes

Who love to smoke trees rolling the easy wider papers

Maintain a low speed

How shell I proceed?

Come from a city where niggers ain't got a life

But got a lot

So I be low key

Money hoes clothes is all a nigger knows

Don't bring a nug I blow it by the O

I hit the road cause shit is exactly how it seems

I had to sleep and now me

I've been living on my dream

Marijuana... my surround my...

My camera catch the scene

Fresh above the plain

Think another paper

Shorty wanna ride with me

As bad as I wanna take her

Put you on... bitch

Taken pics with the planes

And send them to their friends

We demand on a million

[Repeat Chorus:]