Fresh Heir

Verse 1
While all you haters sleeping, I suffer from insomnia
And I'm chasing digits, not with hyphens but with commas
If you don't get it motherfuckers I mean dollars
If you ain't talking my language, why bother
I'm the best to do it
I'm Bret Hart, the excellence of execution
Yeah the "Hitman", but no techs for shooting
In other words just verbs, see texts I'm spewing
This is my revenge call it retribution
The crown's mine or the empire's left in ruins
I could care less what you think about me
Because I'm fearless when I think about it
Went from watching the train passing
Just a few months and I'm becoming James Cameron
Now they see my avatar saying, "hey handsome"
Got the game hostage, you better pay ransom

Chorus
Woke up this morning and threw on some fresh "Airs"
Fans getting jaded I need some fresh ears
The throne's getting cold it needs a fresh heir
Just breathe it in, and take in the fresh air
Cause I'm a breathe of fresh air
Fresh air, fresh air, F-f-f-f-fresh air
Fresh air, fresh air, F-f-f-f-fresh air
Fresh air, fresh air, F-f-f-f-fresh air

Verse 2
Yes dear, undoubtedly best here
The most debonaire and the best dressed here
I solemnly swear by this time next year that the tide's gonna turn and y'all should get scared
Karma's gonna catch up to though that'll get theirs
I'm done letting fear interfere with my destiny
Destined to win so now I just let be
Chilling with my dude Richard Gear sipping Hennessy
On Avenue Income right next to Jay Bee
El Capitan and we're all getting wavy
Logos everywhere, repping 'Lo crazy
No doubt about it, I'm an 80s baby

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Verse 3
Hundred grand on the wrist, I can't even try to say that
Talking bout a Maybach, I won't even play that
If you hear me spit though, guaranteed playback
If you don't believe me, go and ask Sway that
Swore I would fold when they through on the tightrope
Brighter than Einstein, you don't see the light bulb
Really I'm Superman, they just see Clark Kent
Game needed change and I'm something like a God send
Dealing with a higher power like you got my palms read
This is prophecy, tell me what the psalms says
It predicted my coming
But you haters couldn't see the significance of it

Chorus