Outlaw

Russ

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    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah

    Yeah, just copped a mansion and my parents a crib
    Listening to doubt never worked for me but my arrogance did
    They love to hate, they love to hate, how ironic, I know
    She loves my long hair and my tattoos, how iconic, I know
    Women pounce often and my sound poppin'
    Y'all are clout hoppin', while I'm house shoppin'
    You should make more moves and less announcements
    I'm having sex with spouses
    Watch me invest and count this, I got the best accountants
    I'm looking at the aftermath off all my hours
    Unfortunately, I rarely take the time to smell my flowers
    Used to move around a lot, used to have to pack houses
    Now I'm on the road playing shows for packed houses
    Now I'm in Toronto smokin' maple leaves
    I got the catalog of branches outside of the label's tree
    You can't label me, I made all my shots
    But that was when the crowd was ghost
    Now the world is watching me, time to go repeat results

    I'm an outlaw
    I do my thing and talk my shit and run my mouth off
    I never really ever gave a fuck about y'all
    I got a lot of hits left like a southpaw
    Without y'all

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    I've been in the Dominican swimmin' in thick women
    With skin like cinnamon, bitch it's a Tuesday
    Don't you ever talk to me crazy, you still got roommates
    Went platinum out a suitcase
    Y'all too fake, your debut came and went
    I'm throwin' a coup de
    Ta da bitch, I'm here, y'all pop up and disappear
    I want Priyanka in Bahamas, I want 20 mil' this year
    What y'all know 'bout doin' sold out shows around the globe?
    I bring the hoes out, the come-up's documented, you should scroll down
    And peep game, you can say he changed 'cause he went and achieved fame
    But he landed where he aimed
    So fuck the chest you thumpin', fuck the threats you publish
    I'm up in your city doin' shows, address is public
    I never listened to the churches
    I listen to Kanye, Eminem, Nipsey, J. Cole, Kendrick, Drake and Jay-Z verses
    Rap is the new sermon, rappers are the preachers
    Rappers are the doctors and the teachers, the world needs us
    C'mon!

    I'm an outlaw
    I do my thing and talk my shit and run my mouth off
    I never really ever gave a fuck about y'all
    I got a lot of hits left like a southpaw
    Without y'all

    People say I'm cocky, people say I'm arrogant
    I think lack of confidence is very un-American
    Miss me with comparisons
    Y'all can't hold a candle to me, you gon' need more paraffin
    Bunch of fuckin' zombies poppin' pills and sippin' heroin
    Y'all are so embarrassin'
    Got your wifey runnin' all her fingers through my hair again
    I'm starin' in her soul, your bitch has no control
    She's lookin' at my platinum plaques, your bitch ass still ain't gold
    I'm hot globally, you popped locally
    I'm noticing this game hasn't really noticed me
    It's okay, I understand, I wasn't in your plan
    But y'all gon' come around 'cause I'm the motherfuckin' man
    I was right about what? I was wrong about when?
    I'm livin' right right now, 'cause I was right back then
    I was right about what? I was wrong about when?
    I'm livin' right right now, 'cause I was right back then, bitch

    I'm an outlaw
    I do my thing and talk my shit and run my mouth off
    I never really ever gave a fuck about y'all
    I got a lot of hits left like a southpaw
    Without y'all

    I'm an outlaw
    I do my thing and talk my shit and run my mouth off
    I never really ever gave a fuck about y'all
    I got a lot of hits left like a southpaw
    Without y'all

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    Composition: Trzcinski Krzysztof and Russ

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