Head Above Water

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(Intro - Spoken, with a haunting, slowed-down sample) Yeah... They love you when you're up But they love the view when you fall from the top... Aye... (Verse 1 - Reflective, conversational flow) Woke up to a text from a girl I used to know Said she saw me on the screen, "You used to be so close" Now I'm on a private jet, she on a different coast I guess success is the thing that makes you miss your ghosts The pressure's on my shoulders, but I move like it ain't there Got the city on my back, got the world in my stare My dawg just hit the lotto, told him, "Be aware" More money bringin' more problems, that's the cross we bear I built this from the floor up, they just saw the stairs Now they wanna critique the fit, critique the flare I'm in a '64 with the roof missin' The only thing missin' is the old me, that's the truth, listen... (Chorus - Melodic, R&B-infused) And I'm just tryna keep my head above the water While they're tryna push me under, this the life I chose Got the Midas touch, but my heart is growin' colder All these nights alone, I swear I'm turnin' to a ghost And it's 6AM in the 6, I'm on the road again Tryna find a feelin' that I've never known They don't know the half of the story that's bein' told again I'm just tryna find my way back home... (Verse 2 - Punchier, more aggressive flow) They love the highlight reel, not the sweat and tears Watch me pivot on the beat, switch the atmosphere You boys playin' checkers, I been plannin' for years While you was in the buildin', I was buyin' the veneers OVO, it's the sound of the city, that's a fact Got the M's in the vault, they can't send it back I'm the one they gotta call when the game is wack I'm the one that made the rules, now they gotta adapt They ain't see the struggle, just the view from the top All the nights in the studio, 'til the beat wouldn't stop Now they shout my name out when I'm walkin' in the spot But will they be there when the rain start to drop? Huh... (Bridge - Vulnerable, spoken-word cadence) 'Cause this fame thing is a lonely road And the only thing that's real is the weight of the gold I'm just a kid from the West who was tryna break the mold Now they want a piece of my soul, but I'm too cold to fold... (Chorus - Repeats, with ad-libs) And I'm just tryna keep my head above the water (Yeah) While they're tryna push me under, this the life I chose (This the life I chose) Got the Midas touch, but my heart is growin' colder (So cold) All these nights alone, I swear I'm turnin' to a ghost And it's 6AM in the 6, I'm on the road again (The road again) Tryna find a feelin' that I've never known (I've never known) They don't know the half of the story that's bein' told again I'm just tryna find my way back home... (Outro - Vocoder, fading out) Back home... Ooh, yeah... 6AM... I'm just tryna find my way... My way... Way back home... Yeah...