Raised In My Nike Airs Lyrics
Keep these Nikes on my feet
Grindin’ in these streets
These kicks were Nike Air (Uh)
Yeah (I was raised in my Nike Air)
Check
My kicks were Nike Air
And where I’m from, the kicks you rock would score you props to help you ride the ranks and climb the stairs
My eyes were glared from ninety-nine from all this kush I burned
Life inside the fast lane, [?] things I shoulda learned
That’s fucked up, this entertainment is my own demise
My mental state should be my only prize
This how I learnt along my way to reach my final grind
Money won’t mean nothin’ if my body’s not a healthy mind
So now I’ve got my health in mind, I could die now fuckin’ proud
Watchin’ slideshows tryna juggle bein’ crusty clowns
That never made, it’s a shame that you a hater, boy
You was just a boy, now I can grow, now you a skater boy
Ay, Levine, I’m on my steez goin’ crazy, boy
I get my [dick] sucked while I’m reclinin’ on my Lazyboy
Who made it, boy? So fuck drugs and all you shitty mates
I’d rather see my son with trust funds that’s got an interest rate
I’m black and white, I’m never grey, so fuck your fifty shades
I’ll spit the voice and flip the invoice that gives you fifty days
So pay up, that’s Ray Charles on MDMA
That’s blind soul, I’m on the green, I’m puttin’ nine holes
My head’s buzzin’ ‘cause this game’s got me aged
But I’m feelin’ Ben Button, it’s young body, my mind’s old (Mind’s old)
Raised in my, uh
I was raised in my Nike Air-Air-
-Air-Air-Airs
You can’t make a horse drink (Nuh)
But you can take that horse to water just to watch that horse sink
And that’s your life though, why try to save the horse
When, at times, you gotta fly because you’re dyin’ for the cause
And of course we was puttin’ stuff up our nose
But fuck it all, that’s just our life, we watched it come and then go
She said she loves weed, puffs three and struggles to smoke
She chokes, walkin’ ‘round while buggin’ on coke
She’s tellin’ me her brother’s dope and how ‘e hustles and flows
That’s cool, I’m tryna see my — be touchin’ your throat
So tell me later how you could’ve been that cover on Vogue
My life was crazy on the road while I was fuckin’ these hoes
I wish I met my wife because providing is man’s greatest gift
That’s why I fly my little lion when I take these trips
I told my son I got ‘is back through all this crazy shit
I’ll make ‘im rich, drop ‘im off at school and let that be my RIP
One time (One time, one time)
(I got one time, one time)
(Got one time) Keep these Nikes on my feet, grindin’ on these streets
These kicks were Nike Air
I was raised in my Nike Airs
We stayin’ strong, baby, raised in my-raised in my
(Woo!) See? I was raised in my Nike Airs
Yeah, see? I was raised in my Nike Airs
