[Intro] FreshAir Fresh Air IamFreshAir (yeah) Breathe it in [Verse 1] Walked through the dirt just to dust off my name They buried the files, I tattooed the shame You smiling in pictures, I’m naming the frame You calling it love, I’m calling it game Dark in my head, but the vision is clear You prayed I would choke, now I’m right in your ear You whispered my secrets, I mapped out your fears You turned on the faucet, I flooded the pier Say I’m obsessed? I’m just obsessed with the truth You played the judge I’m bringing court to the booth You built a throne on my trauma and tears I took that rubble, made armor from years [Chorus] Fresh air, I’m a hard reset Blow your whole mask off, that’s a bet (that’s a bet) You hid your sins in a private jet I got the black box, never forget Fresh Air, I’m the cold recap Every last lie caught on the playback (playback) You ran my name through the mud, I laugh I turned that dirt to a home base path [Verse 2] You said I was crazy, you doctored the texts You staged the concern then you plotted the hex You preaching about healing while choking my checks You posting your quotes while you cashin’ the flex I know where the bodies are buried in files Screenshots sleeping in encrypted piles You sold me a future, you leased it for miles Told me “relax” while you sharpened your smile Now I’m in go mode, scarred but aligned Dark in the soul, but I sharpened my mind You did the crime then pretended you’re blind I’m letting sunlight interrogate time [Chorus] Fresh air, I’m a hard reset Blow your whole mask off, that’s a bet (hey!) You hid your sins in a private jet I got the black box, never forget Fresh Air, I’m the cold recap Every last lie caught on the playback You ran my name through the mud, I laugh I turned that dirt to a home base path [Bridge] You had me doubting my pulse, my past You had me thinking your storm would last Now every secret you forged in the dark Breathe in my name as I strike the spark [Chorus] Fresh air, I’m a hard reset Blow your whole mask off, that’s a bet You hid your sins in a private jet I got the black box, never forget Fresh Air, scream it three times loud FreshAir, Fresh Air, front of the crowd (front of the crowd) You wrote my ending and called it fact I took that script, tore it up, wrote back
