Atwood Air
This for the sleepers and the walkers
The teachers that never taught us
The kids in the bleachers giving three cheers for the ones that's popular
This for the leeches that talk shit
The people riding my flow on a gondola
I promised em starships
Like ah shit
Don't start shit
If you never gon finish it
I put my heart inside this cauldron, Ding is mixing it
I'm chasin stardom in a rocket but i keep missin it
And honestly I'm positive that I've begun livin in a dream
I don't know what I'm going to do
Or so it seems
It's just that i feel golden with you
These solar beams
I'm just tryna get a breath of fresh air
Maybe hit that
Maybe maybe pass it over here yeaah, yeaah
I'm just tryna get a breath of fresh air
Maybe hit that
Maybe maybe pass it over here yeaah, yeaah
I don't know what I'm going to do
Or so it seems
It's just that i feel golden with you
These solar beams
I'm just tryna get a breath of fresh air
Maybe hit that
Maybe maybe pass it over here yeaah, yeaah
I'm just tryna get a breath of fresh air
Maybe hit that
Maybe maybe pass it over here yeaah, yeaah
