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Russ

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    Every once in a while I gotta just pop out and let y'all know what time it is
    Yeah
    Okay, the climb that I've undertaken, pray that I don't slip slowly
    Or get thrown off the top like I'm Mick Foley
    My big homie was trial and error
    My life looks like God heard me reciting my prayers
    No divide unless it's DIEMON dividin' the shares
    I'm cool with me, I ain't scared to lock eyes in the mirror
    These dudes is local, they be wrapped up in the usual
    The World Cup is bigger than the Super Bowl, El stupido
    I'm somewhere they need Google for
    Vitznau brunch wraps
    Their messages are regional, my messages are WhatsApp
    That's why I got the globe shook
    My shows are all a zoo
    Lone wolf on my hits, dawg
    I know that I'm the truth
    Rhude sweatsuit match my orange McLaren
    Trae Young, I be scorin' and sharin' with my team like Mike Breen
    They'd let it bang for me
    Anyone who aimed for me ended up learning they should've shut up as I played Stormzy
    On the way to London for a legendary link-up
    Thinkin' 'bout how life is really whatever I think of
    Thought I was the man before I ever had a fan, or my own voice
    Star in the car before I ever drove a Rolls-Royce
    I gotta career, these rappers had a year
    I felt the heat but as of late, I've been movin' more cavalier
    Self appointed king, I know the crown comes with threats
    So y'all tryna knock if off, it's in my heart not on my head though
    Good luck, my own money is what I put up
    Being a boss suits me to the T like Pusha
    Y'all didn't make me so you wanna break me
    Just so you can build me up and finally get to say you made me
    That shit is crazy, but welcome to America
    Number one exporter of train wrecks and hysteria
    Entertainment and drama
    Got you messagin' celebrities more than your mama
    People chasin' commas, me I'm out here chasin' Nirvana

    I told Gianna: Find yourself before you find a man
    I told my mom her next house gonna be on the sand
    I told my dad: Play golf, drink, catch a tan
    I told Frank that without him, I'm not who I am
    I told Bugus: We gon' do this like we said we would
    I told Milan: I haven't treated him the way I should
    I told Amara: You see things the way I wish I could
    I told my whole team: I got us, we gon' all be good

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    I'ma pass out envelopes with two milli' a piece
    So y'all can blow a million and still have a million each
    That's what I see, and from experience I'm good at manifesting
    The industry on steroids, we need random testing
    How come the likes don't ever match the impact?
    How come the streams don't ever match the venue?
    I might shoot a doc and peel the whole ship back
    The labels huddled up like, Russ, we gonna end you
    Fuck it, I just put a Benz in my earlobe
    Player and the coach like Pirlo
    Bought a Scorpion nicknamed 'Kevorkian'
    But I hope the barrel stays cold, sub zero
    I'm the hero of my story
    But a villain in yours
    Ain't no limit on my visions, fuck your ceilings and doors
    I just stick to the course
    I let go and let God
    These women tryna ride the wave because I'm singin' like Rod
    This whole game's a facade
    Put the bullshit aside, life is blessed dawg
    And as long as I'm playing I'm the best, dawg
    I hope you feel the same about yourself
    You got next, dawg
    Just some shit I had to get the fuck up off my chest, dawg

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