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White Airs (Prod. By Chuck LaWayne)

by Jay Prezi

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As expected, Jay and Chuck strike again!

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Mink rugs high ceilings
White walls, that’s how I see me living
O.T. but never tripping
Shawty on me, I ain’t gotta rush her
Make her cum, I ain’t gotta touch her
Turn a hoopty to a ghostbuster
Born on 5th so got expensive taste
I’m talking Don P mixed with Ace
Now you feel me
You are what you attract, that’s what you say
I ain’t never claim thug, I got em pissed off
Rappers should star in Pixar
Look, be yourself cause that’s rare these days
I would walk through and they ain’t notice, now they stare these days
It’s a marathon not a sprint my nigga
Learnt that way before Nip passed
Always kept some pounds in the book bag, shit sad
They throwing us in court like it’s get passed
Try to give us probation to violate us and lock us up
Peep game but shit, that leaves a kid with this deep pain
He been through the same thing, a damn shame
But this the life we chose the hustle
Can’t knock it, can’t stop it
H-Town feeling like a Rocket
LAX, moving like a Dodger
Been getting bags, but they getting larger
Blueprint, call me Mr. Carter
They working hard, I’m working smarter
For a verse, now they wanna barter
Truthfully, that trade ain’t even no more
Them wagon train it ain’t leaving no more
Time to even the score
They was up, I hit a big three
Fuck around, it was a 4-pointer
Spit the truth like the boy Joyner
Blue bands, I shoulda never shown her
Now she booking trips over sees
Hope I don’t have to sock me a nigga
Cause honestly I’ll be damned they try to Rocky a nigga
And free Rocky my nigga
Nothing like them, they can’t copy a nigga
Got a direct line to Poppy my nigga
So what we talking bout?
You telling me numbers with points on them plugs in ten
I handle it like I’m a point forward, I need in
Clubbing at 17, ain’t need no ID then
Mean money like Siamese Twins
Bet every dime on myself
I ain’t tryna sign no deal just to be on the shelf
You looking salty my nigga
Know millionaires, never asked them for help
Feel better when you down to come up by yourself
It builds character
They mad at you cause they life fucked up
Tryna look at you like you lucked up
Like you ain’t struggle
Like your stomach ain’t rumble
Telling me to be humble
But fuck that, I’m feeling like fuck rap
Cause these niggas frauds putting on a show for attention
A person quiet, but he tough in his mentions
I’m tired of niggas

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released February 21, 2020
Jay Prezi
Chuck LaWayne

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Chuck LaWayne New York, New York

Chuck LaWayne is a DJ/Producer/MC with a skillset that is best described as what a 2-way player in todays NBA is to music. Born in San Leandro, CA and bred across Harlem, NY and Chicago's south and west sides, his production has crossed paths with the careers of some of Hip-Hop's past and present royalty. (Lloyd Banks, Dave East, Vado, Craig G, Daz Dillenger, Jay Prezi, Frank Knight, Son Of Tony). ... more

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