Choke on Air Lyrics

Every since I was a youngin, I been on a mission

Everyone who told me I was wrong, couldn't see the vision

They all thought I'd be dead, or end up in fuckin' prison

This money coming in, I be counting every digit

Talkin' bout me

I don't fuckin' care

I be on a plane, I be in the air

I'm the one to blame, why I'm right here

They wanna say my name, hope they choke on air

Making these Bucks, not your average deer

They wanna take my chain

Not gon' commandeer

Think that I'm playin

Well I'm talkin' real clear

Wanna talk to a slug

Then you gonna walk in here

I don't get to chill often

Every day I gotta work

They really think they'll off me, bitch well Imma off them first

I been getting this guap, money coming in, they know the word

I been this guap, I ain't really worried, this my world

Tell em' all what's up

Imma go and get the money, they know that's a must

Everything I do, but before I need a blunt (inhale)

Need a blunt (yeah)

Shorty wanna fuck with me, but she know I'm a mutt (yeah)

You know if I do it, then I'm not the runner up

What I'm saying is the truest, go against us then you fucked

Then you fucked

All this cash, coming in, ain't got no one to trust (nah)

They know that I keep me a stick, that's like a kickstand

Imma pull it quick, and let it hit like it's a big man

Shorty suck my dick, and used no hands like she's a big fan

All I do is count up guap, by now you should know that

Pop out with a knife and shank his ass like I done gone mad

Get a check and buy me a new crib like I'm a Nomad

Every time I walk inside the room they just get so mad

They just love to talk right out they ass, that shit be so sad

Every since I was a youngin, I been on a mission

Everyone who told me I was wrong, couldn't see the vision

They all thought I'd be dead, or end up in fuckin' prison

This money coming in, I be counting every digit

Talkin' bout me

I don't fuckin' care

I be on a plane, I be in the air

I'm the one to blame, why I'm right here

They wanna say my name, hope they choke on air

Making these Bucks, not your average deer

They wanna take my chain

Not gon' commandeer

Think that I'm playin

Well I'm talkin' real clear

Wanna talk to a slug

Then you gonna walk in here

I don't get to chill often

Every day I gotta work

They really think they'll off me, bitch well Imma off them first

I been getting this guap, money coming in, they know the word

I been this guap, I ain't really worried, this my world