Russ - Corleone lyrics

Yeah Someone call the villains, someone call the heroes Tell them that I'm livin' like I'm both, call me Pete Rose Livin' by the G code, never F it up I always hit my free throws, you never step it up But it's a blessing in disguise, I'm lookin' at the game through a peep-hole Watching Jaws getting chewed by some Nemo's I'm blowin' weed smoke, living on a speed boat Music in my engine that's the only way the dream floats So I'm gon' be the one that comes along that leaves you something to f** with Even when I'm dead, light a blunt b**h Cause everything I make is so ahead now it's timeless No doubt, you gon' have to listen and rewind this Sold out, shows full of hoes keep me mindless Mixing up my potion for success, I'm the scientist Twistin' up this potent for the stress, I'm depriving it Really nothing serious, the theory is the sky's in it Yeah Yeah I make a beat and take a shot, and then I zone out Lookin' at my feet taking off on their own route Hip-hop is a grapevine, bunch of starvin' Marvins Arguing 'bout Earth when it's really 'bout the martians With DIEMON on they chest, lions in the flesh Eyein' every prize in the skies of a test I'm a pa** it, wake up in the studio, the cla**ics that I made last night After late night flights I'm a shark chasing minnos but I save my bite For the big fish, you small times I'm talking big sh** I'm tryin' to make 100 million when I'm 25 Not when I'm 25 or by the time I'm 25 I'm drivin' in a Ghost, everyday is Halloween Lighting up my smoke, probably blazin' Charlie Sheen I'm on the West Coast, stress low, with a bad b**h Life is like a movie I got groupies as my actress [Laughs] And I got groupies as my actress Yeah And everyday's the same sh** weed & alcohol Yeah I mix the pain with the greed and have it all And everyday's the same sh** weed & alcohol Yeah I mix the pain with the greed and have it all OK I'm bout to be a legend who'da thought I do it this way? Had to plant a garden you were tryin' to let the Knicks play Now I'm on my 6th day, kush in my 6th J Liquor in my cup so my mind's playin' tricks, hey Girls are gettin' frisky, I don't have the time but If you make those hips sway I'll promise you'll be mine Little Dominican dime with an attitude Come up to my altitude We gon' rock the boat and probably make the mountains move I'm gon' rock the show and take ya all around the moon I live on Just sip on this vodka and get gone Yeah, just get gone Yeah