Radio – Ed Sheeran ft. JME

Hi, my name’s JME
There was a time
when radio played me.
‘Cause my music came
from my heart,
It was real to me, but
now it’s a par.

I’m here struggling, keeping it real.
While the rest of them are
hustling, seeking a deal.
Sometimes I sit back and
think Jamie just do one tune,
make a couple G’s and chill.

The reason I started making music
is the exact same reason that
I’ll never do it, I swear.
I didn’t go through all that for this.
I’ll give that miss, that’s just
how it is, unfair, straight.

Who could tell me different, look at me,
determined, man on a mission,
my music is me, and I am my music,
so like it or lump it, Im’ma do this.

I’ve never had a playlist in my heart
(Ohooho)
Now I need an A-list just to chart
(Ohooho)
But I’ve been famous from the start
(Ohooho)
How am I gonna make my mark?
(Oh Oh)

Are you gonna play me though,
this song was never meant for the radio.
I get in, forget the radio spin,
I’m just doing my thing,
and I don’t have time for a playlist.
How much will you pay me though?
The song was not a hit on the radio,
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Thank god for night clubs and the raves.
‘Cause I don’t think they like us on the airwaves.
Unless we water it down, but
cordial music is boring me now.
I swear, I guess it matters what your goal is.
Or in this music scene, what your role is.

I’m still trying here,
‘cause I’m a pioneer.
I use my mouth less than
I use my eyes and ears.
See I’m just telling you the truth.
Can’t shoot the messenger,
bullet proof booth.

You won’t hear me on the radio,
but go to the rave and the crowd,
they’re raising roof.
Why is that? What’s going on there?
To tell you the truth, I don’t really care.
I am my music, my music is me.
Like it or not, this is how it’s gonna be.

I’ve never had a playlist in my heart
(Ohooho)
Now I need an A-list just to chart
(Ohooho)
But I’ve been famous from the start
(Ohooho)
How am I gonna make my mark?
(Oh Oh)

Are you gonna play me though,
this song was never meant for the radio.
I get in, forget the radio spin,
I’m just doing my thing,
and I don’t have time for a playlist.
How much will you pay me though?
The song was not a hit on the radio,
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

I feel it on the airwave,
spinning on the dial.
Playing through the speakers,
rhythm by the pile,
so won’t you hear me out?

Never feel it from the base line,
feel it in the club.
Maybe I could take time
singing for the dub.
So won’t you hear me out?

Are you gonna play me though,
this song was never meant for the radio.
I get in, forget the radio spin,
I’m just doing my thing,
and I don’t have time for a playlist.
How much will you pay me though?
The song was not a hit on the radio,
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)