DeadAir! Lyrics

It's just dead air dead air dead air Dead air

Niggas out here rappin bout Their broken hearts and bank Accounts

And wonder why their plays Amount to broken hearts and Bank accounts

I'm way too busy making sounds With stolen crowns and hand me Downs

To worry bout my stayin power I Just wanna bang it out

I'm workin with some different Motor functions bitch

I got a migraine don't make me Do nothin

Never had a headache till I heard These niggas bluffin

Every time I give a listen I'm like Damn where's all the substance

They be lackin subtext too busy Tryna sublet

Sub-bass abusers saturate the Same subjects

And now you made me make a Beat that's better than yours

You're in your feelings I make Shit they never heard of before

How many times you gonna let Her break your heart to the core

How many times you gonna tell Me that you're too fuckin poor

I'm on that energy of AMVs From 2004

I'm on that energy that make you Drive a tank to the store

I'm talking reckless but least it's Different

You make music with a check list And say you killed it

How you gonna make a living When you're not committed

How you gonna say you quit When you were never in it, quit Being ignant

Niggas out here rappin bout Their broken hearts and bank Accounts

And wonder why their plays Amount to broken hearts and Bank accounts

I'm way too busy making sounds With stolen crowns and hand me Downs

To worry bout my stayin power I Just wanna bang it out

I never should've doubted myself So quick

Didn't really even give myself a Chance to commit

To the talents I had and the skills I hid

In the back of mind for computer Shit

Now I'm hearing you spit and You sound so fake

How you don't want money and You don't want fame

Who you really think you're Foolin with that perfect face

Thinking one woke post gone Save my race

You never felt oppressed Motherfucker I know

Cuz I grew up in the same place You did hoe

We're suburban kids with Suburban gifts

But you out here sayin "I'm Different though"

You're boring, bro just fucking Face it

Know how cramped your mental Space is

Spout the same names and the Same damn places

Fans know your ex on a first-Name basis

I'm out here tryna change the Stasis

Make my luck from broken laces

Used to keeping people waitin

Now I'm feeling too impatient

Problem is you're too complacent

Anime bars won't make you Famous

Looping Zelda chimes won't save Your

Corny ass from being basic

I'm not here to pad your playlist I Don't pester people

I just wanna hone the craft until The project lethal

Tired of being nice to anyone Who don't deserve it

Pick your poison I'll make sure That we were never equals

Niggas out here rappin bout Their broken hearts and bank Accounts

And wonder why their plays Amount to broken hearts and Bank accounts

I'm way too busy making sounds With stolen crowns and hand me Downs

To worry bout my stayin power I Just wanna bang it out