Air Forces (Bonus Track)

I went from old school Chevy`s to drop top porches<br>You couldn`t walk a mile off in my Air Forces<br>And you ain`t seen what I`ve seen<br>I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans<br>I went from old school Chevy`s to drop top porches<br>And you ain`t did what I did<br>If you from where I`m from you gotta get how you live<br><br>Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga<br>Every time you see me all around street niggaz<br>I hope you got yours I keep mine<br>In the club blowing dro throwing up gang signs<br>And you already know dog<br>745 back to back me and O dog<br>These other niggaz is jokers<br>What they rein up wit I spent it up all the strokers<br>In one night eight bitches sipped bottles of cris<br>Forty grand sit back so you can glance my wrist<br>Keep bread so we carry dem toaster<br>But keep back though my earrings ferocious<br>It`s not just my imagination<br>I`m the one in the topic in yo conversation<br>Jack boyz say they gon rob<br>But on the real fuck niggaz y`all don`t want these problems<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>Black tees, black ones, and a fitted cap<br>The Mack 11 make me walk wit a crazy dap<br>Y`all say we country niggaz yee-haw<br>The money comin back and forth like a seesaw<br>And y`all ain`t never seen what we saw<br>Stacks of twenty dollar bills, bricks, or white rolls<br>What they got Lil Pha we don`t care bout shit<br>Ludacris how they ride out twenty wit dem bricks<br>Shit I spit it for y`all<br>On the real my niggaz shit I spit it for y`all<br>Who gives a fuck about friends?<br>If you mix the baking soda wit it you can get a Benz<br>While y`all robbing and boosting<br>I`m standing over the stove like the chef in Houston<br>And it`s not about the flip mane<br>Want the real bread it`s all about your whip game<br><br>[Chorus]