Lyrics Air Forces - Jeezy
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
seen
what
I've
seen
I
can
get
a
100,
000
in
these
Sean
John
jeans
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
did
what
I
did
Where
you
from,
you
gotta
get
how
you
live
Everybody
already
know
jeezy
real
street
nigga
Every
time
you
see
me
all
around
street
niggaz
I
hope
you
got
yours
I
keep
mine
In
the
club
blowing
dro
throwing
gang
signs
And
you
already
know,
dog
745
back
to
back
me
and
O
dog
These
other
niggaz
is
jokers
What
they
rein
up
with
I
spent
it
up
all
the
strokers
In
one
night
eight
bitches
sipped
bottles
of
Cris
Forty
grand
sit
back
so
you
can
glance
my
wrist
Keep
bread
so
we
carry
dem
toaster
But
keep
back
though
my
earrings
ferocious
It's
not
just
my
imagination
I'm
the
one
in
the
topic
of
your
conversation
Jack
boyz
say
they
gon
rob
But
on
the
real
fuck
niggaz,
y'all
don't
want
these
problems
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
seen
what
I've
seen
I
can
get
a
100,
000
in
these
Sean
John
jeans
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
did
what
I
did
Where
you
from,
you
gotta
get
how
you
live
Black
tees,
black
ones,
and
a
fitted
cap
The
Mack
11
make
me
walk
wit
a
crazy
dap
Y'all
say
we
country
niggaz
yee-haw
The
money
comin
back
and
forth
like
a
seesaw
And
y'all
ain't
never
seen
what
we
saw
Stacks
of
twenty
dollar
bills,
bricks
or
white
rolls
What
they
got
Lil
Pha,
they
don't
care
'bout
shit
Ludacris,
how
they
ride
out
twenty
wit
dem
bricks
Shit,
I
spit
it
for
y'all
On
the
real
my
niggaz
shit
I
spit
it
for
y'all
Who
gives
a
fuck
about
friends?
If
you
mix
the
baking
soda
wit
it
you
can
get
a
Benz
While
y'all
robbing
and
boosting
I'm
standing
over
the
stove
like
the
chef
in
Houston
And
it's
not
about
the
flip
mane
Want
the
real
bread
it's
all
about
your
whip
game
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
seen
what
I've
seen
I
can
get
a
100,
000
in
these
Sean
John
jeans
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
did
what
I
did
Where
you
from,
you
gotta
get
how
you
live
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
seen
what
I've
seen
I
can
get
a
100,
000
in
these
Sean
John
jeans
I
went
from
old
school
Chevys
to
drop
top
Porsches
You
couldn't
walk
a
mile
off
in
my
air
forces
And
you
ain't
did
what
I
did
Where
you
from,
you
gotta
get
how
you
live
1 Thug Motivation 101
2 Standing Ovation
3 Gangsta Music
4 Let's Get It / Sky's The Limit
5 And Then What
6 Go Crazy
7 My Hood
8 Bottom Of The Map
9 Get Ya Mind Right
10 Trap Star
11 Bang
12 Don't Get Caught
13 Soul Survivor
14 Trap Or Die
15 That's How Ya Feel
16 Talk To Em
17 Air Forces
18 Go Crazy (Remix) - Remix
19 Go Crazy - Remix / Instrumental
20 And Then What - Instrumental
21 And Then What - Acappella
22 My Hood - Instrumental
23 My Hood - Acappella
24 Trap Star - Instrumental
25 Bang - Instrumental
26 Soul Survivor - Instrumental
27 Trap Or Die - Instrumental
28 Trap Or Die - Acappella
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