Rush! Lyrics

Cooling by myself cause my get back uh

Shorty really like it that I hit that uh

Nigga straight ass why you kiss that uh

I was thinking sniper gotta kick back uh

Flexing beer body with the six pack uh

Niggas knew shorty been a tic tac uh

Fresh fresh dollars smoking zig zag ugh

She gonna help me find where my kids at ugh

I don't even think that I miss that uh

Niggas wanna talk like they wish that ugh

I don't really grow and got a sick bed

Feeling really drunk gonna get there

Rushing me

Rushing me

Rush

Stop touching me

Calling me

What you need

What you need

What you need

What you need

What you need

Leave me alone

Stop Rushing me

Rushing me

Rushing me

Timing

Not stuck to me

Out of time

If you ask me what you need

Say more time

Run it back

Run it back

Or not

It could last you for a moment or not

I'm saying

The last of me

Exactly what you got from me

Can't look away with your grasp on me

Got a nigga feeling like a casualty

Numb to the years that been passing me

Stressed out smoked grade AAA

Steven A

Blasphemy

How the fuck I get here and be okay

Leader of the east like a athlete

Try to leave the hood with a couple niggas

Now I ain't good with a couple niggas

Running out of patience trying tot think straight

Friends get dropped like a mixtape

Rushing me

Rushing me

Rush

Stop touching me

Calling me

What you need

What you need

What you need

What you need

What you need

Leave me alone

Stop Rushing me

Rushing me

Rushing me

Timing

Not stuck to me

Cross niggas wrong

Don't blame them if they changed up

Building is a complex as gentrification

My niggas outside don't act like no stranger

Out here politicking like Jesus at the major

Times did me wrong

Niggas swore they'd never changed up

Funny how you never get the jokes that you make up

Really tho niggas be the jokes that they make up

Loyalty with holes

Royal tea with the gold in it

Thirsty for the crown like the quench cleansed the burban

Bitch is a dogs best friend

I'm a stray pup

Trying figure out why she want to keep on make up

I don't know fear

She in love with a brave one

She mad I don't pick up when the day come

Time added on

I ain't even trying to play son

Forest Whittaker

A man'll sin with a problem

Too much salt in your solvent

Green light

Niggas ain't coming

Ain't seen light

Leave em' like left on seen

It's a screen shot

Product of our demons

Produce of out B lock

We blocked

We blocked

He blocked

She blocked

Rush

Time soon come for the switch

Don't be a froze up soul lil bitch