[Verse 1]
Rise in the air like heat
I'm probably where it peak (Uh-huh)
I’m probably where the top of the airline reach
I'm probably where that pilot prepared to be
Too high in the air, I'm probably rare to see
If y’all got a prayer then follow the prayer to me
Cause not to compare, but if God's in the air
Then he probably there with me (Uh-huh)
My soul healing, I know the feeling of loss and prayers and grief (Grief)
Like old buildings, I know the feeling of awkward stares at me (That's fucking stupid)
Hop in a quick whip
Got 'еm all thinking Robin is in it
I'm in the trenches, I'm making hits, still balancing bars it's likе I'm a gymnast
She had a bad year, I got a thing with promising bitches
I’m gonna fix it (I’m gonna fix it)
I keep a bitch to the right of the wheel, she feel like a stick shift
Bro coming over, he come up with gas
He eat off the grass, it feel like a picnic
You might see him on the TV with 5-0 behind him like the Olympics
Y'all run around with a posse of men and I only want bitches on me like I’m Pinterest
She fucking his group of friends and my group of friends
Then back to his group of friends
We call her a cross-trainer, she not into fitness (Uh-huh)
[Chorus]
I tolerate her, I just had to flip her over to use her like a salt shaker
Homies ten years older lived through me, I'm just a teenager
Couldn't save the ho but I still left her as her screensaver (Screensaver)
Rise in the air like heat
I'm probably where it peak (Uh-huh)
I’m probably where the top of the airline reach
I'm probably where that pilot prepared to be
Too high in the air, I'm probably rare to see
If y’all got a prayer then follow the prayer to me
Cause not to compare, but if God's in the air
Then he probably there with me (Uh-huh)
My soul healing, I know the feeling of loss and prayers and grief (Grief)
Like old buildings, I know the feeling of awkward stares at me (That's fucking stupid)
Hop in a quick whip
Got 'еm all thinking Robin is in it
I'm in the trenches, I'm making hits, still balancing bars it's likе I'm a gymnast
She had a bad year, I got a thing with promising bitches
I’m gonna fix it (I’m gonna fix it)
I keep a bitch to the right of the wheel, she feel like a stick shift
Bro coming over, he come up with gas
He eat off the grass, it feel like a picnic
You might see him on the TV with 5-0 behind him like the Olympics
Y'all run around with a posse of men and I only want bitches on me like I’m Pinterest
She fucking his group of friends and my group of friends
Then back to his group of friends
We call her a cross-trainer, she not into fitness (Uh-huh)
[Chorus]
I tolerate her, I just had to flip her over to use her like a salt shaker
Homies ten years older lived through me, I'm just a teenager
Couldn't save the ho but I still left her as her screensaver (Screensaver)
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