Russ - Russ Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #125 lyrics

[Verse] There's not a day that I don't show up, I don't need a stand-in Haters see me walk on water, say it's 'cause I can't swim Y'all wonder why y'all can't win, look at how y'all think So if you can't be the captain, you want all of us to sink? Man I need all of us in sync, that's the mission You either see the vision or division, which one is it? Hope you listen to the truth, not the poison that the game produces Insecurities from fame that I attained through music But I don't make excuses I'm still the same Russ that came and fu*ked the game up This is still my canvas, I'm not giving up my paintbrush Wake up, they look at us like stray pups Give us deals then give us meals, wе outside but we chained up Shut us up, Fantasia, do all to еntertain the Masses while they asses never rapped or laid a bass drum, I say some' 'Specially when I'm drinkin' like a champ like Noreaga Slip the knot, tie it around my hands like Corey Taylor Story favors who tells it and who sells it You may not like what I be sayin' but you felt it That's usually how the truth goes, I'ma play forever, Albert Pujols Angels all around me, they be sparklin' Dodge her if she dances with the devil, that's a cardinal sin This game is puzzlin' like Arthur win The car I'm in was your advance check If you look away and then pull up your pants, I'm throwin' hands next Ain't no damn refs, this ain't no boxin' ring, grow up Since then your career has been rocky, Balboa, so uh Leave me alone like Flipp Dinero What's a pyramid scheme to an Egyptian pharaoh? I spit Valero, I whip Camaros, I know people who got sticks They call 'em they little drummer boy And when it gets cold, they at your door sinigin' Christmas carols Happy holidays It's just some sh*t to think about Rockstar by looks, athlete by bank account Pardon me for being hungry but I plan to kill I ain't really scared of going slow, I'm scared of standing still b*tches spillin' tea, I'm sipping chamomile Tied in with vision like Tannehill, tend to see what can be real Before their eyes do, I'm the type that companies are giving 5 to I'm not the type that women wanna say goodbye to But I'm 'bout to fly to Dubai to do White, you Thought I'm talkin' drugs, it's a club with a sky view After parties of arena shows The expectations, I exceeded those I made the industry collapse like the Lehman bros It's 'cause my mother birthed a legend like Tina Knowles I heat the homes of the people with cold souls And feed 'em from gold bowls, teach 'em to mold roads That lead 'em to themselves, they just needed some guidance Couldn't hear myself think, I just needed some silence Studio's my asylum, I been locked in You talk like you can do what I can do, so get hot then Shut the fu*k up talkin' to me about it, ay You can't see me until you be about it Pretty women love Russ, gon' and read about it Speakin' of readin', wrote a book and sold two hundred thousand Haven't met a mountain I can't climb yet, that's the mindset How the fu*k am I not top 5 yet? Y'all a mess