| Since day one I said fuck the fame and everything it dealt |
| But the fame is really here just to facilitate the wealth |
| But the wealth attracts you haters like mosquitos to a well |
| And the waters getting deeper so I must set out to sail |
| Someone called my cell, and left a voicemail |
| They said congratulations on the million record sales |
| As I’m flippin over furniture, knockin' shit off the shelf |
| I told myself I’d never get too deep to take a breath but I’m sinkin |
| And it’s so hard to breathe, yeah |
| And even more so to sleep when no one cares |
| It was all I could need |
| But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air |
| Yeah, I’ve seen the valley of the shadow of death |
| I’ve seen the mountains, a wild childhood |
| That’s why I sing about it |
| I just try to move on and keep my peace about it |
| But come to think about it I can’t even count the days |
| That I spent starvin' tryin' to find a some decent housing |
| It’s why I’m always smiling but on this beat I seem so violent |
| So ask me about the music scene and what the fuck I think about it |
| Time flies I guess that’s why I’m buggin |
| Just yesterday I was rappin with my brother and my cousin |
| If you had the stove or toaster on you couldn’t use the oven |
| We knew that we were struggling we just actin like we wasn’t |
| It was either make it rapping, if not that then hustling |
| So all I see is magazine covers in this game |
| You either surface or you plummet |
| It’s a thin line and I’m just tryin to keep my head above it, damn |
| And it’s so hard to breathe, yeah |
| And even more so to sleep when no one cares |
| It was all I could need |
| But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air |
| Air I (I sink away) |
| Air (I sink away) |
| Air (As I sink away) I (Damn I sink away) |
| Damn air damn pots and pans |
| Get carried away damn get carried away it |
| Was never in the plans |
| But hey, it’s long way from beatin' pots and pans |
| And it’s so hard to breathe, yeah |
| And even more so to sleep when no one cares |
| It was all I could need |
| But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air |
| Damn it was never in the plans |
| But hey, it’s a long way from beatin' pots and pans |
| But now I’m sinking so deep I can’t come up for air, air, ah |