Russ – Wicked Race (Official Audio) Letra, Lyrics:
Yeah (Here we go again)
Chomp 2.5 (Move back)
Alchemist, classic shit only
I got a flight in about an hour, but it’s all good, it’s a jet
Hahaha
Yeah, yeah, yeah (C’mon man, y’all not ready)
I gave my 20s to the dream like Nivea
Created my own kingdom, all these hooks and verses are the Bridge to Terabithia
Kicked so many women to the curb, I hurt my tibia
Big body Bentley, call that shit mister Olympia
Risin’ up the ranks but I ain’t do it for insignias
A kid inside a candy shop, there’s so many Olivia’s
So oblivious
I remember feelin’ rich if I had $50 bucks
Absolut vodka out the Dixie cup
Now I gotta Porsche logos a horse baby, giddy up
I know that I’m close to a Billie like I’m Finneas
Cynthia, gotta check for rats under my rug
Setup my lineage to still be gettin’ cash when I’m done
I’m the one Thomas Anderson
Alchemist is choppin’ up the samples and
I’m handing in a classic, this the formula
Gotta turn your back to the crowd to lead the orchestra
Light your own fire if they don’t wanna pass the torch to ya
If we don’t get along then Imma probably keep it short with ya
I know I’m connected to the source, I’m a sorcerer
Flight to California, I’m in and out
I don’t even got beef but LA’s feelin’ different now
I’d rather be home in my zone drinking kale shots dummy
I don’t ever gotta leave, I’m gettin’ mailbox money
Runnin’ M’s up, they tried to keep me down, they shoulda kept up
Whatever I ask for, God replies: Yes, Russ
Knew I was a king at 21 like Vlade Divac
India, I just got back, they treated me like I’m Virat
Crickets from all my challengers, look at where self belief got
I don’t beef with my brothers, we not the Gallaghers, we got
Bigger walls that we wonder if we can just run right thru ‘em
You losin’ the bigger picture, you’re livin’ life way too zoomed in
I’m winning, business is boomin’ regardless how this game treats me
People in the league know I can hoop, Michael Beasley
I’m the only person in the world who can defeat me
I’m focused on self improvement, the rest of this shit is easy, dawg
It’s easy shit, for real
Chomp 2.5
Showin’ y’all yet again, you cannot fuck with me
How y’all want it? It’s a different level
You want raps, you want R&B, what do you want?
That’s all man, it’s platinum either way
Ask around
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