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something in the air - 5eb lyrics

[intro]
uh, yeah
you don’t f*ck with this one, bro
i feel somethin’ inside the air
okay, like, like
haha, motionmuzik

[chorus]
i feel somethin’ inside of the air, is it love or torture?
i got baddies, them bangin’ my line, i don’t trust them like rothschilds (brr, brr)
where we gonna blaze this loud, no we don’t care if the cops out
this evil eye keep prayin’, but i don’t care, get blocked out (yeah)
like* like baby i been on my grind for over a hundred nights
i was down on my *rs* just thinkin’, lord, this can’t be my life (let’s go, let’s go)
i got a different mindsеt, so i just made it right
amount of flips that i made on this pedal bikе, this an expensive bike (let’s run that sh*t up)

[verse 1]
i’ll just roll one more, and get to reflectin’
if i need that p, hit bro, did you get that message? (brr)
shawty tryna f*ck right now, no flight, let’s skip to the best bit
i* i was sixteen in fbk, the manoos got me arrested (f*ck)
yeah, i’m in the gle, white, pray they keep preein’ on me
i keepin’ that pack on me, got too much stress, tryna dodge that tax, stacks
all of my denim is ripped, ac, id, i’m on a trip
court, blind me, bro got a bl!ck
he saw it, losers, get off my d*ck (losers get off my d*ck)
haha (yeah, let’s go)
[chorus]
f* f* f* feel somethin’ inside of the air, is it love or torture?
i got baddies, them bangin’ my line but i don’t trust like rothschilds
yeah, we gonna blaze this loud, no we don’t care if the cops out
this* this evil eye keep prayin’, but i don’t care, get blocked out
like* like baby i been on my grind for over a hundred nights
i was down on my *rs* just thinkin’, lord, this can’t be my life (this can’t be my life)
i got a different mindset, so i just made it right

[verse 2]
i call my slime my slime, but i’m knowin’ he ain’t gon’ slime me
know they waiting on my new sh*t, i’m loadin’, this perfect timin’
i was down, they didn’t check for me, now my checks never bouncin’
i’ve been takin’ flights to foreign cities, know you can’t pr*nounce it
like, h*ll yeah we smokin’ zushi, h*ll* h*ll yeah them brothers p*ssy
when i’m hoppin’ inside that kitty, she know fendi ain’t no rookie
i’m a vet, like where my badge at, hit your b*tch when you ain’t lookin’ (what)
this that motionmuzik, get a bag or get to cookin’ (go)
cop* couple racks, that’s just for bookin’, you can’t afford it
i’m tryna cop monzi the whip, call me a crip, no mortgage
got all this gas in my palm, i never seen no shortage
all* all this this red in my cup, she thought it was blood that i’m pourin’ (d*mn)

[chorus]
f* feel somethin’ inside of the air, is it love or torture?
i got baddies, them bangin’ my line but i don’t trust them like rothschilds (brr, brr)
yeah, we gonna blaze this loud, no we don’t care if the cops out
this* this evil eye keep prayin’, but i don’t care, get blocked out
[outro]
like* like baby i been on my grind for over a hundred nights (a hundred nights)
i was down on my *rs* just thinkin’, lord, this can’t be my life (this can’t be my life)
i got a different mindset, so i just made it right (i just made it right)
all these flips that i made on this pedal bike, this an expensive bike (this an expensive bike)

- 5eb lyrics

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