So Hard To Breathe

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B.o.B

Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr. (born November 15, 1988), better known by his stage name B.o.B, is an American hip hop recording artist, singer-songwriter and record producer from Decatur, Georgia. He is currently signed under the labels of Grand Hustle Records, Rebel Rock Entertainment, and Atlantic Records. After his debut single "Nothin' on You" reached number one in both the United States and the United Kingdom, B.o.B rose to fame. He released his second single, "Airplanes", which also peaked at number one in the United Kingdom and at number two in the US. His third single, "Magic", became B.o.B's third consecutive top ten hit on the Billboard Hot 100. B.o.B was named the ninth Hottest MC in the Game of 2010 by MTV. On April 27, 2010 his debut album, B.o.B Present… more »

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2012

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Since day one I said f*ck the fame and everything it dealt
But the fame is really here just to facilitate the wealth
But the wealth attracts you haters like mosquitos to a well
And the waters getting deeper so I must set out to sail
Someone called my cell, and left a voicemail
They said congratulations on the million record sales
As I'm flippin' over furniture, knockin' shit off the shelf
I told myself I'd never get to deep to take a breath but I'm sinking

And it's so hard to breathe, yeah
And even more so to sleep when no one cares
It was all I could need
But now I'm sinking, so deep, I can't come up for air

Yeah, I've seen the valley of the shadow of death
I've seen the mountains, a wild childhood
That's why I sing about it
I just try to move on and keep my peace about it
But come to think about it I can't even count the days
That I spent starvin' tryin' to find a some decent housing
It's why I'm always smiling but on this beat I seem so violent
So ask me about the music scene and what the f*ck I think about it
Time flies I guess that's why I'm buggin'
Just yesterday I was rappin with my brother and my cousin
If you had the stove or toaster on you couldn't use the oven
We knew that we were struggling we just actin' like we wasn't
It was either make it rapping, if not that then hustling
So all I see is magazine covers in this game
You either surface or you plummet
It's a thin line and I'm just tryin' to keep my head above it, damn

And it's so hard to breathe, yeah yeah
And even more so to sleep when no one cares
It was all I could need
But now I'm sinking, so deep, I can't come up for air

Air I (I sink away)
Air (I sink away)
Air (As I sink away) I (Damn I sink away)

(Damn air, damn, pots and pans, pots and pans
Get carried away, damn get carried away
Was never in the plans
But hey, it's long way from beatin' pots and pans)

And it's so hard to breathe, yeah yeah
And even more so to sleep when no one cares
It was all I could need
But now I'm sinking, so deep

(Damn this was never in the plans
But hey, it's a long way from beatin' pots and pans
Damn this was never in the plans
But hey, it's a long way from beatin' pots and pans)

(Damn this was never in the plans
But hey, it's a long way from beatin' pots and pans
Damn this was never in the plans
But hey, it's a long way from beatin' pots and pans)

But now I'm sinking so deep I can't come up for air, air, ah

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