For The Radio (feat. Landon Marcel)

Turn me up in the headphones I need me some leg room I need me a minute to get all my thoughts going Turn me up in the headphones I need me some leg room I need me a minute to get all my thoughts going This sound like it's suppose to be on the radio This sound like you should already be famous This sound official, I swear this it This one gon stick bro The work ethic crazy, you too legit and I swear, you turn up every time I would share and repost it, I just ain't have the time Look, just give me a minute, yo, I be on the grind I see that you getting it, so I'm getting mine Race you to the finish line Choosing my friends like easy does it Whatever you selling me, I'm above it A little to lose and so much to gain Don't need you embarrassing me in public I put my all in my moves And pray it don't mess up my mood I swear I love what I do But sometimes it gets to me too Like, what if I never go big Or what if I never get famous Depending on people to blow up But I swear they be acting like strangers But I guess I'm wrong if I blame them Guess I just gotta go harder And focus on building my catalog Cause Ima go get it regardless Check it, if you out here faking or you hating, what's the difference? Need you to do a little more than just expressing all your interest Please, don't get it twisted, I'm so grateful for the love But if y'all don't help me out then I'm just doing this just because Ok, cool, I love music Numbers ain't the only reason I do it Everybody's come up different I just gotta keep it moving Just so sick of the logistics Trying to break the laws of physics At this point and I'm not with it, it's ridiculous Got me tripping This sound like it's suppose to be on the radio This sound like you should already be famous This sound official, I swear this it This one gon stick bro The work ethic crazy, you too legit and I swear, you turn up every time I would share and repost it, I just ain't have the time Look, just give me a minute, yo, I be on the grind I see that you getting it, so I'm getting mine Race you to the finish line Like, y'all must not be seeing me I put in all this work and still I'm not where I need to be Knowing y'all using me as a vice, this reflective shit I write But wise man said it's a race between me and me A small change of scenery Just move to Atlanta then all the labels be seeing me Or maybe LA with all the creatives, it's unfortunate I can't build an audience where I'm native But they more focused on riding the wave than helping create it, you know You know, the prototype, you too good to be local type Expect you to blow over night, with no support or hype, reposts or likes But they got the most advice, like they got keys to get famous If you support with that same energy, would've already made it, I'm already tainted By the time they give me a shot I'm already jaded, the lights slowly fading The worst part is I feel like I've been so close I could taste it But it's like I'm serving food to the tasteless Maybe covid related, it's Cel This sound like it's suppose to be on the radio This sound like you should already be famous This sound official, I swear this it This one gon stick bro The work ethic crazy, you too legit and I swear, you turn up every time I would share and repost it, I just ain't have the time Look, just give me a minute, yo, I be on the grind I see that you getting it, so I'm getting mine Race you to the finish line