作曲 : Rodarius Green/Thomas Horton/Ryan Hartlove

[Intro]

(Pipe that shit up Tnt)

Where the **** is Rod Wave?

Hey

[Verse]

It's November, where the **** is Rod Wave?

Young nigga way outta state

****ed up, gettin' over pain

Look how far a nigga came

You remember I ain't had a thing

****ed 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 know baby mama know the deal

She know I could beat that pussy

Okay, let's switch the subject

Notice that both of my wrists is flooded

I been grindin' so hard, gеttin' to this money

I been working like I know the drought is coming

Monday to Monday, Sunday to Sunday, you know I'm street running

Okay, my daddy was a gangstеr, what the **** that made me?

Niggas claiming 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

**** dying in my Cuban link, I'm living in my Richard Millie

I just finished my tour, what a wonderful feeling

I got inside my bag and got out my feelings

I'm out my feelings

[Chorus]

Hey there everybody, what's it like in New York City?

I'm a thousand miles away but look, tonight you look so pretty

Yes you do, oh

Times Square couldn't shine as bright as you

I swear, it's true

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

Watching you