Airwave
See you could catch me on the airwave
Ask me what's my problem not a damn things changed
Still the same old kid and bad damn day
The fame will never change me and this money ain't a damn thing
Y'all could run in circles worried bout the things y'all cant change
(Yeah)
Yeah remember all my homies gone before me rest in peace
And that goes out to Cameron Wyatt and my homie Big Meeche
Man these lame motherfuckers came around and took yo seat
And I ain't finna' stop until we ten toes and some cleats
See you ain't know that it get cold and fuckin lonely at the top
And that the same motherfuckers help you pop wanna see you drop
And sometimes family only family till you ain't got what they want
And any second of yo life could be the only one you got
A hundred say they really bout it and they ain't got what you want
A hundred rounds
A hundred prayers
A hundred swishers
Hundred cups
A hundred fake motherfuckers say they with you but they not
And maybe one day I can sit and be content with what I got
See you could catch me on the airwave
Ask me what's my problem not a damn things changed
Still the same old kid and bad damn day
The fame will never change me and this money ain't a damn thing
Y'all could run in circles worried bout the things y'all cant change
(Yeah)
Ask me what's my problem not a damn things changed
Still the same old kid and bad damn day
The fame will never change me and this money ain't a damn thing
Y'all could run in circles worried bout the things y'all cant change
(Yeah)
Yeah remember all my homies gone before me rest in peace
And that goes out to Cameron Wyatt and my homie Big Meeche
Man these lame motherfuckers came around and took yo seat
And I ain't finna' stop until we ten toes and some cleats
See you ain't know that it get cold and fuckin lonely at the top
And that the same motherfuckers help you pop wanna see you drop
And sometimes family only family till you ain't got what they want
And any second of yo life could be the only one you got
A hundred say they really bout it and they ain't got what you want
A hundred rounds
A hundred prayers
A hundred swishers
Hundred cups
A hundred fake motherfuckers say they with you but they not
And maybe one day I can sit and be content with what I got
See you could catch me on the airwave
Ask me what's my problem not a damn things changed
Still the same old kid and bad damn day
The fame will never change me and this money ain't a damn thing
Y'all could run in circles worried bout the things y'all cant change
(Yeah)
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Writer(s): Anthony Boschen
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