Lyrics:

(Pipe that shit up TnT)
Oh yeah, I'm watchin'
Where the fuck is Rod Wave?
Hey

Mmm
It's November, where the fuck is Rod Wave?
Young nigga way outta state
Fucked up, gettin' over pain
Look how far a nigga came (yeah)
You remember I ain't had a thing
Fucked up, walkin' through the rain
At the top of the game
Should've seen the niggas I was tryna bring
It's crazy the way these niggas change
Tell the city girl chill (you gotta chill)
You know baby mama know the deal
She know I could beat that pussy (I'm really pressure though)
Okay, let's switch the subject
Notice that both of my wrists is flooded
I been grindin' so hard, gettin' to this money
I been workin' like I know the drought is comin'
Monday to Monday, Sunday to Sunday
You know I'm street runnin', uh
Okay, my daddy was a gangster
What the fuck that made me?
Niggas claimin' that it's love, dawg, but it can't be
Know I fell in love with guns by the age of thirteen
And my pocket rocket on me, homie don't reach
Fuck dyin' in my Cuban link (yeah)
I'm livin' in my Richard Millie
I just finished my tour, what a wonderful feelin'
I got inside my bag and got out my feelings
I'm out my feelings

Hey there everybody
What's it like in your city?
I'm a thousand miles away, but look
Tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do, oh (oh, oh)
Times Square couldn't shine as bright as you (not as bright as you)
I swear, it's true (not as bright)
Look, look
Hey there everybody
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right here if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Uh, listen to my voice
It's my disguise
By your, your side
By your side
By your side, yeah, yeah
Watchin' you close