Breathe

Breathe, oh Woo, woo, woo Breathe One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) Then you gotta Then you gotta Yo, these niggas can't breathe when I come through Hum too, some shoes, gotta be twenty man It's not even funny they can't (Breathe) The chokehold's too tight The left looks too right You know what? You right These bitches can't (Breathe) Look look, they hearts racin', they start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past, that they can't (Breathe) In the presence of the man Your future looks better than your past If you present with the man, you better (Breathe) You niggas can't share my air Or walk a mile in the pair I wear And I'm gettin' better year by year Like they say wine do Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the K-9s through And I pace myself I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth But I keep 'em on a diet Embrace they health or either keep 'em on the quiet And space myself And just take a deep breath I got 'em grabbin' they chest 'Cause it's hurtin' 'em to see Fab in his best And they in they worst They'd rather see me lay in a hearse than lay in the 'Bach And I ain't just layin' a verse, I'm sayin' the facts I came back with some sicker ston That got these broke niggas lookin' at me Like they chokin' on a chicken bone Every chick I bone can't leave the dick alone So I know it's one of them every time I flip my phone Breathe One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) Then you gotta Then you gotta Yo, these niggas can't breathe when I come through Hum too, some shoes, gotta be twenty man It's not even funny they can't (Breathe) The chokehold's too tight The left looks too right You know what? You right These bitches can't (Breathe) Look look, they hearts racin', they start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past, that they can't (Breathe) In the presence of the man Your future looks better than your past If you present with the man, you better (Breathe) I see them on the block when I passes Looking like they need oxygen mask-es I make it hard to (Breathe) But I keep the Glocks in the stashes 'Cause the cops wanna lock and harass us And make it hard to (Breathe) They has to react, like having an asthma attack When they see the plasma in back You dudes are wheezing behind me My flow is like a coupe, breezing at 90 That's the reason they signed me The slick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts Feels something like hard punches to the gut How I address the haters and underestimaters And ride up on 'em like they escalators They shook up and hooked up to respirators On they last breath talking to investigators I'm a breath of fresh air in a fresh pair Face it boo and do it 'til your face get blue And then (Breathe) One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta breathe (Breathe) Then you gotta Then you gotta Yo, these niggas can't (Breathe) When the crew walk in it, pop a few corks in it As quick as a tick in a New York minute Catch a breath, 'fore you catch a left Even worse, catch a Tef', only way you catch an F To the A-B, it's in the May-B, rolling with my baby Grippin' on a toy that you won't find at KB I rhyme slick on ya They gon' have to put the Heimlich on ya What you know bout letting dimes lick on ya? While you inhale the weed And it won't stop 'til they inhale your seed And it don't stop 'til I tell 'em to breathe Like a doctor with a stethoscope I don't see no fucking hope Unless these motherfuckers (Breathe) Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta The Bronx gotta Queens gotta (Breathe) Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta You bitches gotta Everybody (Breathe) One and then the two (Two) Two and then the three (Three) Three and then the four (Four) Then you gotta (Breathe) Then you gotta Then you gotta Breathe