Walkin' On Air - Rick Ross, Meek Mill

I pray we all live forever

I pray I’m a servant to all prophets

May I be rich forever

Money on my head, pussy, boy, that ain’t enough

Pull up to your trap strapped in my armored truck

Your mami house next, tell that bitch to duck

Ain’t no sympathy in the inner 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 nigga’s sheets

Bought a bitch a hundred acres, all red roses

Half you niggas Judas, I’m the son of Moses

Illuminated, resurrected as Selassie

Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die

Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we dopeboys

Baptized by the dopeboys, ordained by the assholes

My salvation is the cash flow

Woah, oh

I’m walkin' on air

I’m talkin' big, bitch, I’m talkin' big

I’m talkin' big, bitch, I’m talkin' big

We do it big, bitch, we do it big

I’m into fashion, nigga, John the Baptist

My loyalty respected all across the atlas

I can have you and your team finalized

All your kids screamin' at Mount Sinai

Holy Ghost, the divine spirit

My heart pure, he a real nigga

She let me fuck early so she trustworthy

Her pussy sacred so she gettin' all the purses

In his name I’m Supreme Lord

The Book of Leviticus is the springboard

Jesus Christ, look at this nigga’s ice

Better yet, look at this nigga’s life

I’m walkin' on air

You already know, I give and go and I get that dope

Nigga with that O, I move that shit like tic-tac-toe

And these be niggas hatin' like ''Meek Mill, how you get that ho?''

Cause I get that dough, and I switch that flow

Just check my style, look at that Ro', on my wrist

On some shit, make a call, «Who is this?»

Think it’s Benji on the line and he called, tried to flip

What I do?

Make a call, call Papi for a brick

And papi call José, cause José got fish

Now I’m 30,000 feet up with my feet up, rollin' weed up

Pussy niggas couldn’t bluff us, couldn’t beat us

Throwin' curveballs in the field get you hit like Derek Jeter

Double M, yeah that’s the team, I know they see us, yeah

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Wait a minute, wait a minute

I’m talkin' big, bitch, I’m talkin' big

I’m talkin' big, bitch, I’m talkin' big

We do it big, bitch, we do it big

Fuck a tutor, better get a shooter

Teach your ass a lesson when they runnin' to ya

Fiends linin' up like we havin' communions

This my daily bread and you niggas consumers

All I ever wanted was to make scrilla

Have a recordin' session with J Dilla

Selassie, Exodus

Corinthians, Leviticus

I’m on the books, I study well

Gettin' money, bitches know me well

Selassie

Selassie

Pray I never die

Pray I never die