G Herbo – In The Air Lyrics
Do You Feel It In The Air?
This The First Time I Never Cared
This The First Time I Wasn’t Scared
This The First Time I Wasn’t There
Do You Feel It In The Air?
I Told You That This Feelin’ Rare
A Lot Of Niggas Wasn’t Here At First
These Niggas Fake, So You Gon’ Hear It First
You Feel Some Type Of Way (Put Your Feelings In The Air)
Say What You Gon’ Say (Put Your Feelings In The Air)
Don’t Hold It Back, Just Put Your Feelings In The Air
Don’t Hold It Back, Just Put Your Feelings In The Air
If A B!tch Leave And Come Back, You Better Cancel Her
Only Thing Leave And Come Right Back Is Cancer, Uh
Used To Have My Therapy Sessions With A Fanta
They Lamp On Niggas, They Really Identified As Campers
Just Ask Yourself Why Certain Niggas Ain’t Really Around Us
They Really Be Goofy, I Tell Grown Niggas They Grounded (Uh, Uh)
My Side The Murder Side, My Guys Certified, G.I.A. Certified
Looked At Niggas Different, They Puttin’ Names On Certain Homicides
Ask Me How I Feel About This Beef, I Open A Burger Factory
Farewell, I’m Gettin’ Up Out The ‘raq, I’m A Survivor
Yeah, Yeah, I Turned A Serial Killer To A Rapper
Do You Feel It In The Air?
This The First Time I Never Cared
This The First Time I Wasn’t Scared
This The First Time I Wasn’t There
Do You Feel It In The Air?
I Told You That This Feelin’ Rare
A Lot Of Niggas Wasn’t Here At First
These Niggas Fake, So You Gon’ Hear It First
You Feel Some Type Of Way (Put Your Feelings In The Air)
Say What You Gon’ Say (Put Your Feelings In The Air)
Don’t Hold It Back, Just Put Your Feelings In The Air
Don’t Hold It Back, Just Put Your Feelings In The Air
Trust My Intuition (You Know That)
Broke My Heart, I Left My Nigga For Dead, But He Was Snitchin’
I Was Dead Broke, Still Knew I’d Get Ahead, I Had Vision
Three Bedroom House, I Grew Up In Smaller Than My Kitchen (Yeah)
I Was Eighteen, Had A Condo On Tour, I Wasn’t Even Livin’ There
Make Money In My Sleep, Don’t Wanna Wake Up ’til I’m A Billionaire (Uh)
Only Life I Knew, I Gotta Stay True ’til I’m In A Cemetery
Told Dank, “I Was Doin’ Hits With You, I Was Still A Millionaire” (No Bap)
Been Spent Three Hundred On A Chain, And I’m Locked In With Smurk (Yeah)
G Herbo, I’ma Be The Same ’til I’m Rottin’ In The Dirt
Keep A .40 And Ak, Can’t See Me Ridin’ In No Hearse
Told My Mama, “Cremate Me, Let My B!tch Carry Me In Her Purse”
Flex On Niggas, I Did It First, Stretchin’ Niggas, We Did It Worst
I Sent Ho*s On Trips To Greece, London, Paris, Spain, Turks
I’m So Numb, I Felt My Brother Backstab Me And It Ain’t Hurt
I’m So Turnt, They Tried To Put Dirt On My Name, But It Ain’t Work
Gun Smoke, I Still Smell It In The Air (In The Air)
Been Suppressed All Of My Feelings, I Don’t Care (Like Fu*k It)
I Done So Much In The Streets, I Could Get The Chair (Get The Chair)
Real Killers Hesitatin’ To Confront Me, All They Do Is Stare (What’s Up?)
