All this blood in the air, it's raining red You know what I'm saying? It's a war All this blood in the air, it's raining red It's a war in this world, you know what I'm saying? All this blood in the air, it's raining red Most importantly there's a war between you and you You know what I'm saying? Yourself All this blood in the air, it's raining red We're at war with ourselves, you know what I'm saying? All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red I'm just a young boy going OG I'm just paying my dues, I know nothing ain't free All this blood in the air, it's raining red My mummy had a demon, now she gotta face the priest All this blood in the air, it's raining red My daddy had a diva, don't talk to me cheap All this blood in the air, it's raining red You ain't from the jungle, you didn't grow up in the East You're either Young Bane, J Hus or Me And my parents immigrated, I can't fuck up the plan One of us kids gotta run up the racks Opened my phone, see this shit in Sudan How could I not cry? I'm a African man Then these niggas try to change up on me, they trans Just met my pagan, he said he a fan Just met my pagan, I told him it's up In Lancey-the-muhfucking-Foux I trust Bad bitch, she keep me second to none She got a boyfriend but we still in love I just been treatin' my girl like a gun I go in deep inside then let her bust Ain't no complaining, there's no need to fuss You ain't got to change, you just need to adjust All this blood in the air, it's been raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's been raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red I seen this shit, I'm too psyched out I live every day like I could die right now Yeah Too paranoid, I smoke too much loud And I been tryna stop, I just don't know how Niggas ain't killers, but they'll kill you for clout I'm just holding my corner, no screaming, no shouting I wear my heart on my sleeve, not my mouth If it ain't a move, what we talkin' about? Yeah What we talkin' about? Where were you when I had scores in my mouth? Yeah What we talking about? You ain't chaos, start walking it out Yeah What we talking about? I want the smoke, I ain't sortin' it out Live through the pain and the danger, it's gory Blood in the air and it's raining, it's pouring, yeah All this blood in the air, It's been raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red