[Trae]
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It's somethin goin on and I don't know if it's my fire from the block
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off the top I know it's somethin wrong
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and I don't know who to trust so I gotta keep my glock
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that'll flock tellin everybody move along
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shit everything ain't what it seem
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even the niggaz that I love to death shiest cause they playin for they own team
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and I be wantin to try and do 'em some harm
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instead of leavin 'em to suffer, I extended my arm
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yeah I'm still runnin with the same ol'gang
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no matter where a nigga run it's still the same ol'pain
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same cloud, same night, with the same ol'rain
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same heart still standin like I'm hard as a train and that's game
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I thought this shit was too good to be true
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Niggaz hate the fact that I made it and still come back through
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but either way they still know where it's at
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Niggaz hate it cause they hate me, and I'm showin it back
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[Chorus: Dallas]
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(I can feel it in the air)
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I can feel it in the air
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(I can feel it in the air)
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Oooooh Oooh-I can feel it in the air
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Ahhhhh yeah
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(I can feel it in the air)
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[Trae]
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And I don't know what it is but if I'm patient for somethin
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them niggaz not they two time me they bound to show what it is
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I swear they hate like a ounce of dro
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too strong with a stence so I'm bout to blow
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but if they want me then it's fine
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I gotta baby brother that's still around that's gon be representin mine (Fuh real)
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I know my son gon be okay T Jones, and Boss
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And the rest of the click they gon see okay
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and I can feel it in the air
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Like my niggaz feelin plex and I can see it in they stare
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but they don't step in the square
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So I assume they wanna stick me in my back
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that ain't G them niggaz need to get it how they pack (they sheist)
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don't even bother cause I'm deaf when it come to y'all
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don't even act like we cool-don't try to speak at all
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I should've seen it when my auntie said slow it down
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cause it's a year later with too many fakers around
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[Chorus: Dallas]
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(I can feel it in the air)
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you don't have to say a word....I can feel it in the air
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no matter what you try to tell me...I can feel it in the air
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(I can feel it in the air)
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[Trae]
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I guess they mad at me who'da ever thought
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my life I'd have 'em lookin bad at me
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nothin but love and that's a damn shame that's why I click
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cause ain't nobody got a nigga back
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Matter of fact if I lose I bet they move quick
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the same ones who accept my help
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don't give a damn about the pain I felt unless it boost they wealth
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but I'm a true solider quiet is kept
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You know it's death before even if I get swept
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damn why the hood ain't made of G's
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because if it was then these cowards wouldn't be able to breathe
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if it was then these cowards wouldn't be able to leave
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haters worse then a disease that's what I believe
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I know my real niggaz feel my tone
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if you ain't ninety-nine plus you ain't in my zone
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better feel a nigga vibe if I'm flippin alone
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cause I'm aware of my surroundings even if I'm at home
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[Chorus: Dallas singing to the end]
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I Can Feel It
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| Trae |
