Fresh air. by Iversizzle Lyrics

It’s about time
I start writing my feelings in the form of rhymes
Is fame really the answer when health declines
And when you related to my struggle now
No don’t hit my line
I told you I won’t you species or kind
I need some fresh air
Telling stories like bel-air
Go outside, go anywhere
They hate my success I don’t even care
Rip triple x, my kind very
I need some fresh air
Telling stories like bel-air
Go outside, go anywhere
They hate my success I don’t even care
Rip triple x, my kind very rare
On the block, green grass like Minecraft
Don’t decline your dream go ahead and add
Wow sizzle, you seem sad
Like cool dude that’s so rad
I need some fresh air
Telling stories like bel-air
Go outside, go anywhere
They hate my success I don’t even care
Rip triple x, my kind very rare