Ventilation ft. Slikadaice Lyrics

Let the smoke from the toke provoke the air that we breath

Let these rhymes turn violence into silence and dreams

Let the wind in my face be the safe space for screams

Let the heir to my throne be the next best thing

An' please tell Jabez Z that it's okay to be brief

He don't gotta expose the beast just to feel that relief

He still got the weed, that shit won't leave

But we're all made like trees, we fall, get knocked on our knees

And as we sway to the beat, the breeze helps create these bars

Slikada slikada nice with these songs

Every time we collab, we become insanely strong

Only time that y'all punished is when we're not put on

But as far as I can see, which is not that far

I know two men in their twenties tryin' to navigate the scars

But the moment y'all blow, tryin' to tear us apart

Listen to these tracks, then think twice 'bout how you talk

Let the smoke from the toke provoke the air that we breath

Let these rhymes turn violence into silence and dreams

Let this wind in my face be the safe space for screams

Let the heir to my throne be the next best thing

An' let the smoke from the toke provoke the air that we breath

An' let these rhymes turn violence into silence and dreams

Let this wind in my face be the safe space for screams

An' let the heir to my throne be the next best thing

Smoke the jay bezzle on my wrist

Long time profit for this world, bezzle in the midst

Air it out, air it out, just like Aang with his stick

Yeah, yeah, I'm stuck between the crosswinds

Cold hearted but I'm spittin' out hot air, blimp

Got me runnin' round in circles like a tornado

Spinnin', they all blown away from the fact

Half of my songs they ain't written

Inhale exhale cough and gasp for air

Don't be breathin' in my area, I ain't tryna share

Well in time my name ring, wind chimes

Let's just hope this time, we gon make it in time

To see the wind find her hair, pick up line

Money in my pocket

Plus I stay next to a dime

When the memories get lost in the wind in the sky

I'm guessin' that's a sign

Aerodynamic 'cause I'm, I'm high

I'm stayin' fly

Let the smoke from the toke provoke the air that we breath

Let these rhymes turn violence into silence and dreams

Let this wind in my face be the safe space for screams

Let the heir to my throne be the next best thing

An' let the smoke from the toke provoke the air that we breath

An' let these rhymes turn violence into silence and dreams

Let this wind in my face be the safe space for screams

An' let the heir to my throne be the next best thing

She gon' blow me, then I'm blowin' her a kiss

She ain't gon' kiss me

You gon be gone with the wind, buried six feet

Elevatin' levitatin' like Chrissy

Shots blowin' out ain't nobody hit me, wish they would

Sometimes feel like life ain't worth livin'

Ain't felt like that in a while since three Thanksgiving's

I was cryin' out they heard me, but ain't listenin'

They watched me slowly unravel to nothin' sickenin'

An' most of that it was my fault, took some admittin'

But fuck you, you a pussy and know who you are for quittin'

Wastin' my breath but I won't stop, like smokin' this weed