Walkin' On Air

Walkin' On Air - Rick Ross/Meek Mill

I pray we all live forever

I pray I'm a servant to all prophets

We'll be rich forever

Money on my head p**sy boy that ain't enough

Bullet to your trap strapped in my armored truck

Your mami house next tell that b**ch to duck

Ain't no sympathying in the city streets

That's all I ever heard from my older G's

She say she love me but I know she play for keeps

Slip a black snake in a ni**a's sheets

Bought a b**ch a hundred acres all red roses

Half you niggas' Judas I'm the son of Moses

Illuminated resurrected at selaseya

Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I day

Rolls Royce's on dirt roads we dopeboys

Baptized by the dopeboys ordained by the assholes

My salvation is the cash flow wow oh

I'm walking on air

I'm talking big b**ch I'm talking big

I'm talking big b**ch I'm talking big

We do it big b**ch we do it big

I'm into fashion ni**a trying to bap this

My loyalty respected all across the atlas

I can have you and your team finalized

All your kids scream in your mouth cyanide

Holy Ghost the divine spirit

My heart pure he a real ni**a

She let me f**k early so she trustworthy

Her p**sy sacred so she getting all the purses

In his name I'm Supreme Lord

The Book of Leviticus is the spring boy

Jesus Christ look at this ni**a's ice

Better yet look at this ni**a's life

I'm walking on air

You already know I give and go and I get that dough

Ni**a with that O I move that sh*t like tic tac toe

And these be niggas hating like ''Meek Mill how you get that hope ''

Cause I get that dough and I switch that flow just check my style

Look at that gold on my wrist on some sh*t

Make a call ''who is this '' think it's Benjie on the line

And he called tried to flip what I do

Make a call call Papi four brick in

Papi call José cause José got fifth

Now I'm 30 000 feet up with my feet up rolling w**d up

P**sy niggas couldn't blow us couldn't beat us

Throwing curveballs in the field to get your ear like Derek Jeter

Double M that's the team I love to G us yeah

Wait a minute wait a minute

Wait a minute wait a minute

Wait a minute wait a minute

I'm talking big b**ch I'm talking big

I'm talking big b**ch I'm talking big

We do it big b**ch we do it big

F**k a tutor better get a shooter

Teach your a** a lesson when they running to ya

Fiends lining up like we having communions

This my daily bread and you niggas consumers

All I ever wanted was to make the scrilla

Have a recording session with J Dilla

Selaseya Exodus

Corinthian Leviticus

I'm on that bus I study well

Getting money b**ches know me well